Sam Baker - Kitchen lyrics

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