Lyrics:

I always sit on a bomb
Didn't think it would be much harm
Daddy thought I was sick in the head
Over-cocked in the hay shed

He tried to blame my mum
Meantime, I was having fun
Had my gun and my motorbike
Do anything I like
I love my tractor

Since I killed my mum and pappy
You could say I've been very happy
Any time of any year
Be on the farm just drinking beer
Long live Massey Ferguson

Good, bad, right, wrong
Stupid, smart, better, worse
Good, bad, right, wrong
Stupid, smart, better, worse
Waste control
I've got waste control
I got cow dung in me boots