Blue Imelda

Blue Imelda, She's the saddest bitch in all of Spectrum

She can't rely on business to keep herself satisfied

For we are only farmers, and the love of a farmer

Has one hand on the headboard and the other hand in the soil

Oh Lord, I'm yours forever, I will never take a lover

I'll keep myself as pious as my body will allow

For I am just a farmer, and the body of a farmer

Has one eye on the pussy and the other on the plough

I bow, I bend deeply

I'm sheepish and barely

Able to say it from beginning to the and

(Your shirt is torn to ribbons)

Woman, can I take you as a friend?