What happened to the days when we didn't have to worry,
All the people are stuck in such a hurry,
Chasing the dollar of perfection,
The life of their dream,
But is it everything they wanted for,
What happens when you can't want more.
When will it be enough,
When will you learn how to breathe,
We can't imagine life without another dream.
Five year plans, stocks and bonds,
401k's and healthcare plans,
We think we have it all figured out,
but is this really what living is all about,
What happened to the days when family was enough,
What happened to the days
When we weren't obsessed with material stuff,
Carbon Copy houses popping up everywhere,
All of us living in one huge square.
Living the same lives in a slightly different way,
We ask about the weather, and we comment on the day,
Just another day, of rinse and repeat,
We need a computer just to meet.
What happened to the days when we didn't have to worry,
All the people are stuck in such a hurry,
Fighting to keep up with the rest of mankind,
Looking for something that they'll never find.
Thinking about the next move speeding in the HOV,
Thinking "God I wish that was me".
Isn't it lovely. Isn't it nice.
Where can I buy it, How much is the price?
Is it really, all it's cracked up to be,
There's so much in the world to see,
We all wish we were loaded,
And then we wouldn't have to choose,
We could run all over the world
In our designer shoes,
We could have it all, like the rich and famous,
Instead we just die trying,
Trying to be something that'll earn respect,
Respect of people we don't even know,
It doesn't matter, as long as they see what we show,
This is my house, this my car,
Where are you at, have you gotten this far?.
Am I doing more than you?
I feel better just as long as I do.
What happened to the days when we didn't have to worry.
All the people are stuck in such a hurry.
Driving down 59 for your nine to five,
Fighting through traffic just to survive,
Inhaling pollution in your hybrid car,
Never getting anywhere far.
Eventhough it took an hour to get where you are.
It's all okay at the end of the day,
Because we get three hours in our custom home,
and we have wheels with lots of chrome,
This is what its all about,
This is something you should never doubt,
We party like rock stars, but really we just pretend,
Spending all our money,
Just to keep up with the latest trend,
So what happens when we all hit a dead end.
All the pretty people with plastic perfect faces,
Walking the same steps, in all of the same places.
Robots running the streets in a gingerbread town,
It's all okay as we swallow the lexapro down,
We can't feel our face, so we can't frown.
Is it really who we want to be,
Is it really what it's cracked up to be,
What happened to the days when we didn't have to worry..
Now all the people are stuck in such a hurry.
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