[Verse 1]

A picket fence, a perfect lawn

A coffee at the break of dawn

It's all a fantasy

In reruns on TV

Accepting I will never own

A happy Norman Rockwell home

With two kids and a wife

A stable modest life

[Chorus]

The A/C can't beat summer's heat

The traffic moves at glacial speeds

I'm drifting off into post-modern dreams

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[Verse 2]

It isn't fun, it isn't fair

To live to serve the billionaires

So I won't fight for scraps

Now I'm lying on my back

I'm dropping out, I can't compete

Kick off your boots and rest your feet

Cause working hard is dumb

When there's no prize to be won

[Chorus]

The A/C can't beat summer's hеat

The traffic moves at glacial speeds

I'm drifting off into post-modern drеams

[Outro]

A flannel shirt and worn blue jeans

An address on a quiet street

And a girl to love is all I'd ever need