Mano Negra - Hamburger Fields Lyrics
Now here comes daddyAnd here goes mummyThe baby's prettyHis name is Johnny...In the Hamburger Fields, in the Hamburger Fields,Sixty years in the Hamburger FieldsA child is bornLet's celebrateWell it's a dateLet's eat pop cornThis child's gonna leaveIn the Hamburger FieldsYeah he's gonna leaveIn the Hamburger FieldsIn the hand of fateHe'll be educatedIn the Hamburger FieldsIn the Hamburger FieldsOver the soda riversIn front of the gasoil seaHavin' T.V. dreamsUnder the air conditionned skiesFly fly my baby flyNo matter if your daddy criesFly fly my baby flyOver the Hamburger FieldsA child is bornLet's celebrateWell it's a dateLet's eat pop cornIn the hand od fateHe'll be educatedIn the hand of fateHe's gonna leaveIn the hamburger fieldsIn the hamburger fieldsA child is bornWell it's a dateIn the hamburger fieldsIn the hamburger fieldsA child is born