Since we’ve been over this topic already in the not-so-distant past, I’ll simply reproduce these Spinal Tap lyrics below to illustrate my frame of mind this morning:
Working on a sex farm
Trying to raise some hard love
Getting out my pitch fork
Poking your hayScratching in your henhouse
Sniffing at your feedbag
Slipping out your back door
Leaving my spraySex farm woman, I’m gonna mow you down
Sex farm woman, I’ll rake and hoe you down
Sex farm woman, don’t you see my silo rising high?Working on a sex farm
Hosing down your barn door
Bothering you livestock
They know what I needWorking up a hot sweat
Crouching in your pea patch
Plowing through your beanfield
Planting my seedSex farm woman, I’ll be your hired hand
Sex farm woman, I’ll let my offer stand
Sex farm woman, don’t you hear my tractor rumbling by?Working on a sex farm
Trying to raise some hard love
Getting out my pitch fork
Poking your hay