Who's Laughing Now?

Lyrics

[Verse 1 - bouncy acoustic guitar, claps, playful female vocals, light percussion]
I was out by the river with a bucket and a grin
Picking up the plain old pebbles that nobody cared to spin
You laughed, said, “Buddy, that’s a useless hobby with no pay”
But I saw a little treasure in the dirt and clay

[Pre-Chorus - rising groove, hand percussion, backing vocals]
A little polish, a little shine
A little hustle, a little time
What you called “junk” started looking like gold
Now everybody wants a piece of the story I told

[Chorus - big catchy singalong, full band, stomping drums, crowd vocals]
I took rocks, rocks, rocks and I turned them into art
Now they’re sparkling in a shop window, straight from the heart
And the money keeps coming, yeah, it’s funny as can be
You said “that’s dumb,” now you’re buying them from me
So in your face, with a grin and a laugh
Who’s the stupid one now? Ha-ha, look at that
You can call it luck, I call it a plan
I made a little fortune out of a pile of sand

[Verse 2 - brighter groove, bass pop, witty vocal delivery, subtle whistles]
I learned the craft from spending an entire lifetime gathering them stones collectively
How to cut, how to buff, how to make them high-key
Got amethyst, quartz, and a stubborn old stone
Now they sit like royalty where the cheap rocks roam

[Pre-Chorus - building harmonies, snare lift, playful ad-libs]
From “why bother?” to “where’d you get that glow?”
From “that’s silly” to “can I have one?” — oh no
Now the same folks nod when the register sings
Funny how a little rock can make a lot of things

[Chorus - bigger, more triumphant, layered gang vocals]
I took rocks, rocks, rocks and I turned them into art
Now they’re sparkling in a shop window, straight from the heart
And the money keeps coming, yeah, it’s funny as can be
You said “that’s dumb,” now you’re buying them from me
So in your face, with a grin and a laugh
Who’s the stupid one now? Ha-ha, look at that
You can call it luck, I call it a plan
I made a little fortune out of a pile of sand

[Bridge - stripped-back piano, cheeky spoken-style vocals, soft snaps]
I’m not saying I’m a genius
I’m just saying I had a hunch
You can’t pay for shit with “I told you so”
But you can with a polished bunch

[Final Chorus - full band, bigger harmonies, celebratory and loud]
I took rocks, rocks, rocks and I turned them into art
Now they’re sparkling in a shop window, straight from the heart
And the money keeps coming, yeah, it’s funny as can be
You said “that’s dumb,” now you’re buying them from me
So in your face, with a grin and a laugh
Who’s the stupid one now? Ha-ha, look at that
Yeah, call me the rock girl, I’m doing just fine
Turning backyard boulders into dollar signs

[Outro - playful fade, acoustic guitar and hand claps, laughing ad-libs]
Who’s the stupid one now?
Ha-ha…
Look who’s laughing now