You get up in the morning
and you shuffle off to work
Complain about the boss
cause you think that he's a jerk.
Put in for a raise cause,
you think you need more money.
All you need is that new car,
it would make your life so sunny.
Stepping on the little people
trying to get ahead.
Stab them in the back
as push them out your bed.
All that really matters
is more of everything,
Fancy house, television,
big diamond ring.
Off at four, out the door,
head out to the club.
Drink to much, meet someone
man this must be love.
All alone by the phone
waiting for that call.
Feeling oh so empty
when you think you have it all.
Always wanting more
always living faster,
Just another heartbreak
on the road to disaster.

05/01/1987