Up on the high ground
down on my knees
this old world is k**ing me
gotta have rain
if you want to plant seed
this old world is k**ing me
this old world is k**ing me
I was down on the ninth of July
this old world is k**ing me
they put me to work
in a field of rye
this old world is k**ing me
this old world is k**ing me
I can't get out and I don't fit in
this old world is k**ing me
if I die I'll just come back again
this old world is k**ing me
this old world is k**ing me
Up on the high ground
down on my knee
you gotta have rain
if you want to plant seed
this old world is k**ing me
this old world is k**ing me
this old world is k**ing me