I'm in search of greener pastures, don't like my gar- den's what I said,
although I'm working harder than last year, I'm still deep in the red,
I am rowing as hard as I can, and they're selling me up a stream,
I'm always one more step away from the American dream.
I got a chip on my shoulder about the size of a mental block,
I've got someone on the telephone trying to sell me a future in stock,
maybe I work too hard to be happy, and I should practice letting go,
but it's hard not to rock the boat when you're sailing against the undertow.
I want to slide into the black and wear the black mask,
I might not get what I lack, but it doesn't hurt to ask if I want to sail,
I need my life to be breezier I said, please, god, or someone, make it easier.
I went to Sunday school every Sunday swallowed the bait and I got the hook
and when I needed something someday I would read the good book.
tell me, what does it take to get ahead?
Sometimes I know I'd sell my soul when it looks like everybody else is flying,
and I'm crawling in the hole, maybe if I open my own business,
maybe if I buy the lottery ticket,
someone tell me what is the secret to getting out of the thicket?
Give me more than just a sample,
I need a whole lot of glory then my life becomes an example of the American success story.
I want to slide into the black and wear the black mask,
I might not get what I lack, but it doesn't hurt to ask if I want to sail,
I need my life to be breezier I said, please, god, or someone, make it easier.
