He clicked his heels together, said, how about this weather, do you have thirty-five cents

But I only have a dollar I'm supposed to pay back my father, I'm sorry man, I can't help you with that

Sometimes I think we get too many days, cross them off the calendar till we get paid and do it all again

But I don't wanna work, wanna live my life, give myself a few acres in the countryside, put love back into my body

And watch me grow, grow while you go, go

Now I've been good, I've spent most of my time watching others get into fistfights I'm a pacifist

I don't use my hands, but I use my songs like a fork in the road, you'll never guess which way I'll go and what and who and why this is about

Sometimes I think we have too many things, why do I need that What happiness does it bring if any at all

So I'll walk past that corner store with a dollar in my pocket, liquor on the floor, but I'll hang on to that

Watch me grow, grow while you go, go

He clicked our drinks together just to celebrate the weather, oh how nice it's been to us

That's the only shit I care about these days not a goddamn dollar, or a penny to my name, I hope you're happy now

Watch me grow, grow while you go, go

Watch me grow, grow while you go, go