Blue summer, new suburbs, silent streets at dawn
A tame, immaculate lawn, shades drawn
Huge bathrooms, new vacuum, spotless SUV
One-size american dream
I'm free and bored and rich on someone else's dime
I see the stores and silver circles fill my eyes
Hey buddy, no money has ever rolled downhill
He cuffed my hand to the till and said it will
Head's heavy, bag's empty, and no one knows my name
I play it safe but I hate the game
And I can't afford to live on someone else's dime
But I can't ignore the silver circles when they shine
Now streaming: crowds screaming for everyone to hear
Big wigs will cover their ears, three cheers
Too often I soften the edges of my drive
To keep my spirits alive
As I dive in for a wish on someone else's dime
When I'm ashore put silver circles on my eyes
