Well I used to be a farmer, and I made a living fine
I had a little stretch of land along the sea be line
But times went by and though I tried, the money wasn't there
And the bankers came and took my land and told me fair is fair
I looked for every kind of job the answer always no
Hire you now they always laughed we just let 20 go
The government they promised me a measly a little sum
But I've got too much pride to end up just another bum
Then I thought who gives a -blam!- if all the jo