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Amish Paradise 
Medium
by 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 very 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 thine
Then we're going to party it's 1699
We've been spending most our lives living in an Amish paradise
I churn butter once or twice, living in an Amish paradise
It's work and sacrifice, in an Amish paradise
We sell at discount price, in an Amish paradise
A local boy kicked me in the butt week
I just 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 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 look good in black, fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't paid the phone in 300 years
But we ain't quaint, so please don't point 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 our lives living in an Amish paradise
We're just plain and simple guys, living in an Amish paradise
There's no for sin and vice, living in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice, living in an Amish paradise
Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise a nutter
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 little 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 my brother might have to get medieval on your hiney
We've spending most our lives living in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites, in an Amish paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights, living in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably think it bites, living in an Amish paradise
Yeah
I take a look at my wife and realize she's very 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 thine
Then we're going to party it's 1699
We've been spending most our lives living in an Amish paradise
I churn butter once or twice, living in an Amish paradise
It's work and sacrifice, in an Amish paradise
We sell at discount price, in an Amish paradise
A local boy kicked me in the butt week
I just 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 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 look good in black, fool
If you come to visit, you'll be bored to tears
We haven't paid the phone in 300 years
But we ain't quaint, so please don't point 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 our lives living in an Amish paradise
We're just plain and simple guys, living in an Amish paradise
There's no for sin and vice, living in an Amish paradise
We don't fight, we all play nice, living in an Amish paradise
Hitchin' up the buggy, churnin' lots of butter
Raised a barn on Monday, soon I'll raise a nutter
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 little 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 my brother might have to get medieval on your hiney
We've spending most our lives living in an Amish paradise
We're all crazy Mennonites, in an Amish paradise
There's no cops or traffic lights, living in an Amish paradise
But you'd probably think it bites, living in an Amish paradise
Yeah
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