Lincoln - Carversville lyrics

On the turkey farm They mean to do you harm Buried on the hill Down in Carversville Your sister is your mother Your father is your brother That's why everyone is ill Down in Carversville The corn is high The river is low There's nowhere to go I'm down in Carversville I'm down in Carversville Where everyone is very ill Down in Carversville No one beats the clock Scissors, paper, rock There's always time to k** When you're down in Carversville Everyone's in drag Halfway in the bag Abbie Hoffman's still Down in Carversville The corn is high The river is low There's nowhere to go Down in Carversville I'm down in Carversville Where everyone is standing still Down in Carversville Down in Carversville I'm down in Carversville