I turned over a stone today
stone I guess I'd never turned
And there beneath the bones and clay
billion dollars brightly burned

So I went and stuffed my pockets full
But people grow as pockets do
Fat and free the money flowed
As silver shines, I got fat too

Hey, hey . . . hey, hey . . .
hey hey, hey-hey hey hey-hey . . .

penny for your thoughts, my friend
dime and then a dollar too
How 'bout a gold medallion then?
Your deepest thoughts should shine right through

It's [bad word] you can't buy love, my dear
But money sure can lavish love
So wash the sheets in baby tears
And paint the grapes with virgin's blood

Hey, hey . . . hey, hey . . .
hey hey, hey-hey hey hey-hey . . .

There was nothing I could dream to have
Since dreams could not perform at prime
'Til dreams became a lonely mistress
Desire, a neglected wife

So I went back to the stone again
And I sat down on my gluttony
And I begged the forest floor to fall
Instead the forest rose to sing:

Give it back . . . give it back . . .
Give it back . . . it all ain't all that . . .

So now I turn each stone I find
And plant pennies like they're dreams or seeds
And while hunger pulls the plow just fine
Starvation, she's a butchered beast

The school rooms glow like palace halls
And parks, like terraced garden grounds
And neighbors covet only calls
And all the Earth is holy ground

Give back . . . give back . . .
Give back . . . it's all for all that . . .

Give back . . . give back . . .
Give back . . . it's all for all that . . .

Give back . . . give back . . .
Give back . . . it's all for all and all and all
And all and all and all and all . . .

I turned over a stone today
stone I guess I'd never turned
And there beneath the bones and clay