I had a dream of pandas and cream
Cold eggs and bacon and beans
Take the spleen and run from world to world
As it seems on the farm
Chorus
So take this dream
Mix with a little bit of blue and green
And you get a kind of grey
So take me far away from Eddy Gein
(From the farm, from the farm)
From acid to placid to carpets on the floor
Little bow peep with a wife and sheep
Halloween kids knockin' at your door
The bad breath of the flour in corn
Will make you stay away from the farm