Tractor Man - Ariel Pink

I miss my life out on the shooting range

I know my water couldn’t fit my rage

And after hours when I’m out at the bar

I fly high, but I don’t fly far

And if the work would keep me up all night

Tractor man, home at half past ten

I wanna go out in the village again

Sell my trouble to the nearest man

Tractor man, tractor man

Tractor man, tractor man

Tractor man