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Amish Paradise 
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de Weird Al Yankovic
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As I walk through the valley where I harvest my grain
I take a look at my wife and realize she's plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me
You know I shun fancy like electricity
At 4:30 in the mornin' I'm milking cows
feeds the chickens and Jacob plows, fool
And I've been milking and so long that
Even Ezekial thinks that my mind is gone
I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores, and you finish thine
Then tonight we're going to party like it's 1699
We've been most our lives living in an Amish paradise
I churn butter once or twice, in an Amish paradise
It's hard work and sacrifice, in an Amish paradise
We at discount price, living in an paradise
A local boy kicked me in the last week
I smiled at him, and I turned the other cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
'Cause I'll be laughin' my head off when he's burnin' in hell
But I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved it
An Amish with a 'tude, you know that's unheard of
I never wear buttons, but I got a cool hat
And my homies agree I really look in black, fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain't really quaint, so please don't and stare
We're just technologically impaired
There's no phone, no lights, no motorcars, not a single luxury
Like Robinson Crusoe, it's as primitive as can be
We've been spending most our lives living in an Amish paradise
We're just and simple guys, living in an Amish paradise
There's no time for sin and vice, living in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice, in an paradise
Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise a nutter
Think you're really righteous? Think you're pure in heart?
Well, I know, I'm a million as as thou art
I'm the pioust guy the Amletts want to be like
On my knees day and night scoring points for the afterlife
So don't be vain, and don't be whiney
Or else my brother have to get medieval on your hiney
We've been spending our lives living in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites, living in an paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights, living in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably it bites, living in an Amish paradise
Yeah
I take a look at my wife and realize she's plain
But that's just perfect for an Amish like me
You know I shun fancy like electricity
At 4:30 in the mornin' I'm milking cows
feeds the chickens and Jacob plows, fool
And I've been milking and so long that
Even Ezekial thinks that my mind is gone
I'm a man of the land, I'm into discipline
Got a Bible in my hand and a beard on my chin
But if I finish all of my chores, and you finish thine
Then tonight we're going to party like it's 1699
We've been most our lives living in an Amish paradise
I churn butter once or twice, in an Amish paradise
It's hard work and sacrifice, in an Amish paradise
We at discount price, living in an paradise
A local boy kicked me in the last week
I smiled at him, and I turned the other cheek
I really don't care, in fact I wish him well
'Cause I'll be laughin' my head off when he's burnin' in hell
But I ain't never punched a tourist even if he deserved it
An Amish with a 'tude, you know that's unheard of
I never wear buttons, but I got a cool hat
And my homies agree I really look in black, fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't even paid the phone bill in 300 years
But we ain't really quaint, so please don't and stare
We're just technologically impaired
There's no phone, no lights, no motorcars, not a single luxury
Like Robinson Crusoe, it's as primitive as can be
We've been spending most our lives living in an Amish paradise
We're just and simple guys, living in an Amish paradise
There's no time for sin and vice, living in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice, in an paradise
Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise a nutter
Think you're really righteous? Think you're pure in heart?
Well, I know, I'm a million as as thou art
I'm the pioust guy the Amletts want to be like
On my knees day and night scoring points for the afterlife
So don't be vain, and don't be whiney
Or else my brother have to get medieval on your hiney
We've been spending our lives living in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites, living in an paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights, living in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably it bites, living in an Amish paradise
Yeah
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