American Dream

When success is equated with excess

The ambition for excess wrecks us

When top of the mind becomes the bottom line

When success is equated with excess

If you're time ain't be nothing for money

I start to feel really bad for you honey

Maybe honey put you're money where your mouth's been running

If you're time ain't be nothing but money

I want out of this machine

It doesn't feel like freedom

(chorus)

This ain't my American dream

I want to live and die for bigger things

I'm tired of fighting for just me

This ain't my American dream

When success is equated with excess

When we're fighting for the beamer, the lexus

As the heart and soul breathing the company goals

Where success is equated with excess

I want out of this machine

It doesn't feel like freedom

(chorus)

Cause baby's always talkin 'bout a ring

And talk has always been the cheapest thing

Is it true would you do what I want you to

If I show up with the right amount of bling?

Like a puppet on a monetary string

Maybe we've been caught singing

Red, white, blue, and green

But that ain't my America,

That ain't my American dream