Stairway

In Heaven there will be money.
from sea to shinning shore
The grass will be fifty's and twenties
weeds will be hundred's or more.

We'll swim in a sea of saphires
frothing with diamond foam
Sidewalks'll be made of platinum
And streets will be made of gold.

We'll never be far from a bank
or the nearest shopping mall
where everything's 10 for a dollar
and we won't need God at all.