Kitchen Lyrics

Sam Baker Kitchen

They're fighting door to door

At Jerusalem's gate

Millionaires play baseball

And Oprah she talks about fate

A gallon full of treasure

Friend of panama

A new season of Sopranos

Soft women oh at the spa



Sitting at the kitchen

And you don't give a damn

Saying "woa woa woa woa"



Girl in cotton dresses

Wind blow through their hips

Girl in cotton dresses

Phones close to their lips



Sitting in the kitchen

And you don't give a damn

Saying "woa woa woa woa"



A white thug was born in Kentucky

Bombs fall in cashmere

Waiting for the war

On to where drinking beer



Sitting in the kitchen

And you don't give a damn

Saying "woa woa woa woa"



It's easy to love

It's easy, kind of

It's easy to love



Sitting in the kitchen

You don't give a damn

Saying"woa woa woa woa"



Skinny boys with rifles

Flying off to war

Skinny boys with rifles

They're fighting door to door