The sailor walks across the ocean   Unsafe on waves of glass   Any time dark skies could open   He could perish at the mast      His stomach turns, the potion burns   He's lifting every stone      Money comes, and money goes   Man must always have a home   Money comes, and money goes   Man could never be alone      Hunter in his leafy temple   Monkeys sing the lions ride   Jungle tempting with example   His gun always by his side      Potion burns, his stomach turns   He's lifting every stone      Money comes, and money goes   Man must always have a home   Money comes, and money goes   Man could never be alone      Astronaut on a traveled plan   Searching for his other man   The plastic pawn is in his hand   And in the other, a looking glass      His stomach turns, the potion burns   He's lifting every stone      Money comes, and money goes   Man must always have a home   Money comes, and money goes   Man could never be alone      Money comes, money goes