i turned over a stone today a stone i guess id never turned and there beneath the bones and clay a billion dollars brightly burned so i went and stuffed my pockets full but people grow as pockets do fat and free the money flowed as silver shines i got fat too hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey a penny for your thoughts my friend a dime and then a dollar too how bout a gold medallion then your deepest thoughts should shine right through its true you cant buy love my dear but money sure can lavish love so wash the sheets in baby tears and paint the grapes with virgins blood hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey hey there was nothing i could dream to have since dreams could not perform at prime til dreams became a lonely mistress desire a neglected wife so i went back to the stone again and i sat down on my gluttony and i begged the forest floor to fall instead the forest rose to sing give it back give it back give it back it all aint all that so now i turn each stone i find and plant pennies like theyre dreams or seeds and while hunger pulls the plow just fine starvation shes a butchered beast the school rooms glow like palace halls and parks like terraced garden grounds and neighbors covet only calls and all the earth is holy ground give back give back give back its all for all that give back give back give back its all for all that give back give back give back its all for all and all and all and all and all and all and all 