Hole in One

Lyrics

The man at the bank said, "Let's not talk percentages" Fourteen hour days, still two mortgages You asked the state for aid, they gave you an ad campaign That didn't help You took your family to join in the urban sprawl You can't see the stars as well but you're near the mall Don't know where you stand no more, in line at the convenience store That's way too long You used to work your land, fed a thousand mouths Now you eat their shit for their money now Emptied your heart to fill your bank account Well I shouldn't talk, I'm just the same Buy my records down at the corporate chain I tell myself I shouldn't be afraid But I am! Adolescence made her an activist Now she's the one who does all the lecturing "Oh they got their eighteen holes, should tell them to dig one more The dream is dead" Won't eat their food or wear their clothes Always wants to know where her money goes But will shell it out for filling up her nose So run it up, I'll run my mouth Never mind the shit that I sing about 'Cause I'd sell myself to buy a fucking house 12,000 square foot, 4 car garage Tennis courts, swimming pool in the a backyard I know it can seem like a lot That's why I pay someone to clean it up Well, clean it up MY BIG HOUSE!