What I've Noticed

On the grass of Ireland there lives a farmer
 His crop spreads far and wide across the land
 He's got a wife, a wooden cross, and a daughter,
 And his walls are lined with four leaf clovers
 He thinks he's lucky,
 The world outside his wall won't trouble him
 His life is honest, and therefore it means something
 To the lord he knows has chose this life for him,
 But I know there's more to see
 More opportunity to come my way
 And you said it'd go unnoticed
 But I've noticed:
 I've noticed you're wrong.
 Deep in the city
 Of the great Manhattan island,
 There lives a businessman on his own;
 He's got a suit, a briefcase and a remote control,
 And his walls are lined with copper wire
 Oh he thinks he lucky,
 The world outside his walls is clear to him.
 He's seen the news,
 He knows the plight of the masses thoughts condemned
 And he's got a stack of green papers to prove that he's better than them,
 But I know there's more to see
 More opportunity to come my way
 And you said it'd go unnoticed
 But I've noticed:
 I've noticed you're wrong
 The farmer kneels down beside the fire
 And does the thing he was taught would make everything right
 Oh, perhaps he's lucky:
 To him there's an answer,
 No mystery or strife
 But I know there's more to see,
 More opportunities to come my way
 And I know life's just one big mystery
 And I have a history
 Of finding mystery ain't wrong.