Hello, Hello, can you hear me?
Are your skies clear and sunny down there?
Even in this rain the breath of the breeze is reaching me here
Here on this phone
A quarter a day room for me
And as things stay the same
I'm quickly running out of change
You're thinking on your feet
While you're sitting there on your a**
Fresh crease in your shirts
No stain of sweat on your back
There's no need
There's an employee
To make up for all of your slack
A seed don't make a tree
Without a servant who waters the gra**