Farmer farmer (are you anarchist?)

I said ‘farmer farmer now you’re in your den, do you feel penned in?’
He said ‘not at all it’s those suburban sprawls that spend their lives in cages
Working over seventy hours a week then wasting all their wages’

And I said ‘farmer farmer are you anarchist?’
And he said ‘abso-fuckin-lutely - whatever you do just do the right thing
‘Cos here we work for what it should be'
So take a trip to Frog Farm, at the base of the tiny Hope Mountain
Pack up your possessions then give ‘em away
‘Cos here they won’t be, here they won’t be counting

I said ‘farmer farmer what job do you do?’
He said ‘simple – saving the world
Put your hands in the soil and join us together watching Gaia streams unfurl’

I said ‘farmer farmer do you have the time?’
And well he really kept me waiting
Eventually he told me that he didn’t have a watch and when he last checked it was the eighties.