Baby, We'd Be Rich

Singing for my supper
 So we're eating Mr. Noodles
 Watching all the cats walk
 Along the windowsill
 With our mattress on the floor
 And our records in the cartons
 Dreaming of the country
 Running from the bills
 If reading books was money
 And spinning records was investing
 If drinking was consulting
 We'd be fuckin' rich
 Going on a picnic
 Rolling in the grass now
 The age of miracle and wonder
 We're just tryna get our kicks
 I will spend my last ten dollars
 And buy us both tequilas
 Leave the power company waiting
 No minutes on my phone
 If reading books was money
 If spinning records was investing
 If drinking was consulting
 We'd be fuckin' rich
 If dreaming made us money
 If singing was investing
 If smoking it was saving
 We'd be fuckin' rich
 I'm getting higher
 I'm getting higher
 I'm getting higher
 And higher, and higher
 Moving to the country
 Planting us a garden
 I'm cookin' up the beans
 Was thinking 'bout some kids
 I been thinking lately
 It's just you and me, baby
 Even if we're dancing
 On the margins at the skids
 If reading books was money
 If spinning records was investing
 If drinking was consulting
 We'd be fuckin' rich
 You been reading books
 And I been spinning records
 And we been drinking all night
 Maybe we're rich