Life’s a box of chocolates
When it ain’t a box of dicks (tricks)
Some folks think that farmers
Are all a bunch of Hicks?
I used to live the city life.
Got tired of all that shit
At least here on the farm,
you know when you step in it.

I got ducks out In my yard.
I got turkeys on my porch
Got chickens out in back
and a little herd of pork
We ain’t got a lot
But what we got is real
Everyday is perfect
Up on Eggsistential Hill

I work hard every day
Building stuff and chasing ducks
Nobody’s gonna bring me down
Cause i stopped giving all them fucks
Working for the man.
You can’t never get ahead.
Keep you running till you drop.
Unless you drop on out instead.

I got ducks out In my yard.
I got turkeys on my porch
Got chickens out in back
and a little herd of pork
We ain’t got a lot
But what we got is real
Everyday is perfect
Up on Eggsistential Hill