Baker Baker Baker

The family that grows together stays together.
Baker, Baker, Baker.
The family’s all together, in my grandpa’s trailer.
We’re entrepreneurs with seed and manure.
The family that grows together stays together.
Well its Baker, Baker, Baker, the family’s undertaking a new form of a family
business providing peace of mind.
I can’t believe I’m putting weed in cellophane bags for my dad.
8 bucks an hour and all I can grab.
Watching bonanza with my redneck grandpa when in come the cops with the guns
drawn, now the handcuffs are on.
Please call my mother, your wife, daughter-in-law.
We’re all in trouble and we’re all dressed in orange.
You see that this will be a good tale to tell to my kin, about how the family
tree got thrown in jail for growing weed.
The family that grows together stays together.
The family that grows together stays together.
Well it’s Baker Baker Baker all trapped in jail for cultivation of a green
dream with intent to sell.
These bars are the wrong kind of bars; this has gone on way to long,
I need to make my phone call to my mother, your wife, daughter-in-law.
We’re all in trouble and we’re all dressed in orange.
You see that this will be a good tale to tell to my kin about how the family
tree got thrown in jail for growing weed.
And the irony is that the family tree’s a weed.
Oh it’s Baker Baker Baker.
The family that grows together stays together.