Running from the rat race to find me a home
Where the air is crisp, the stars are bright, and the buffalo roam
Cause working that white collar it’s kill or be killed
Living in my country you kill to get your fill
See I’m hungry for some lovely hospitality
A sundress, some lemonade, two handfuls for me
Said that’s all I need, it makes my world go round
It’s all I want, so let’s get down to
Business, bare witness, to the trouble of our days
Take it back to the old school before it’s much to late
We need much more than we should ever want
To drive, spend, and own, things we can flaunt
Cause he gots more than bro, dude, or him
She got more, than bitch, tramp, or girlfriend
Everyone is talking, about everything they got
Never to return to the land of the have-nots
Confusion, illusions, got your mind all a mess
We use all we have just to say that we’re blessed
But when it’s all gone and trust me soon it will
Be your backyard in a big nasty land fill
What we don’t see is that we’re falling behind
Cause where you are, is there you are, soon we will find
The end is much closer than we could ever see
I’m really not a prophet so don’t listen to me
Excuse the politics, laden in this song
For I’m a hypocrite, I too am sick, I know that I am wrong
But maybe we should ponder words coming out my mouth
Just hope that I’m not alive when it all goes south
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Lyrics submitted by kelsey.