Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lou Reed
Vocals
Fernando Saunders
Bass
Tony Thunder Smith
Drums
Doug Wieselman
Tenor Saxophone
Jane Scarpantoni
Cello
Mike Rathke
Guitar
Paul Shapiro
Tenor Saxophone
Steven Bernstein
Trumpet
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lou Reed
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lou Reed
Producer
Tim Latham
Mixing Engineer
Hal Willner
Producer
Ben Holt
Assistant Engineer
Dave Fisher
Assistant Engineer
Lyrics
Born on a farm in a transatlantic moonlight
Split like a cord of wood my family broke up
Sold like a piece of steer, a piece of meat, a cow
A breathing piece of shit
Picked for my age, for my strength and make up
Called for I was tall, I was big, I could hold up
A tree or a piece of steel I could do
What my fat owner can't
Ah, future farmers of America
Future farmers of America
Future farmers of America
Ah
I'm always watching the way his wife looks me over
I have a sex twice as big as her husband's
If I wasn't so large, so strong, so pale
I'd disappear under a bush
Colorless men and ladies of the world unite
Kill your master with one cut of your knife
Kill them during sex, kill them during talk
Kill them whenever you can
Future farmers of America
Future farmers of America
Future farmers of America
These stupid black owners are foreigners to affairs of the heart
Look at me, I'll never own land that I work on
Every one of us here shares a surname
This father must die
I was born on the dark cusp of twilight
My father was dark, my mother was light
Look at me, I'm strong
I could crush him in my fist
Ah
I could crush him in my
I could crush him in my
I could crush him in my fist
I could crush him in my
I could crush him in my
I could crush him in my fist
Future farmers of America
I could crush him in my fist
Future farmers of America
I could crush him in my fist
Future farmers of America
I could crush him in my fist
Writer(s): Lou Reed
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