My Wealth Comes To Me - Ben Sollee, Daniel Martin Moore

Sittin' in his lawn chair

The green grass is shining

There’s sprinklers everywhere

A man without a care

And he’s wearing a carpled crown

He’s got nets in the sky

And meters in the ground

He’s got a tap in every tree

In the middle of the cold dark night

The TV turns on, it’s the heavyweight fight

The house is warm and bright

When the morning comes crawling in

There’ll be water from the faucet, food from the store

It is as it has been before