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I'm in search of greener pastures
Don't like my garden'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 a one more step away
From the American dream
I got a chip on my shoulder
About the size of a mental block
And 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
When I needed something someday
I would read the real good book
And tell me, what does it take to get ahead?
Times I know I'd sell my soul
It looks like everybody else is flying
And I'm crawling in the hole
Well, maybe if I open my own business
Maybe if I buy the lottery ticket
Someone tell me what is the secret
We're gettin' out of the thicket
Give me more than just a sample
I need a whole lot of, lot of glory
My life become 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"
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
Make it easier
Make it easier"
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