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 Baby, we'd be 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 $10 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 Baby, we'd be rich If dreaming made us money If singing was investing If smoking it was saving Baby, we'd be 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 cooking 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 Baby, we'd be rich You been reading books And I been spinning records And we been drinking all night Baby, we're rich