Self Sufficient Blues

Oh it's been a year slaving with a shovel and pick
Cutting my own bean-poles and pea-sticks
Got blisters from mowing and bad back from hoeing
That old cock just ruins my sleep

I got the SS Blues: supermarket looks just fine
I got the SS Blues: Good Life don't mean a good time

The broad beans got aphids, the birds got the peas
And while thinning out carrots a bee stung my knee
Took six weeks recovering and now I'm discovering
The sprouts have got club-root disease

I got the SS Blues: supermarket looks just fine
I got the SS Blues: Good Life don't mean a good time

Yeah now here's some advice to those that think
That after a while they'll get used to the stink
Of farmyard manure and chicken muck
Let me tell you brother you're going to need some luck

The goose got so fat wouldn't fit in the pot
The duck's got eaten by God knows what
The hen ain't been laying, the pig-pen ain't paying
I think that's just about my lot

I got the SS Blues: supermarket looks just fine
I got the SS Blues: Good Life don't mean a good time

Oh, think I'll move away from here
How about moving up to London?
No window-boxes!