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 ass 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 grass