 Words and Music: Emily Saliers
I'm in search of greener pastures don't like my garden's what I said
I'm working harder than last year but I'm still deep in the red
I'm rowing as hard as I can, and they're selling me up the stream
I'm always one more step away from the American dream
I got a chip on my shoulder bout the size of a mental block
I got someone on the telephone trying to sell me a future in stock
Maybe I work too hard to be happy, and I should practice letting go
But it's hard not to rock the boat when you're sailing against the undertow
I want to slide into the black and wear the black mask
I might not get what I lack but it doesn't hurt to ask
If I want to sail I need my life to be breezier
I said please God or someone make it easier
I went to Sunday School last Sunday swallowed the bait and I got the hook
When I needed something someday I would read the good book
Tell me what does it take to get ahead sometimes I know I'd sell my soul
When it looks like everybody else is flying and I'm crawling in the hole
Maybe if I opened my own business, maybe if I buy a lottery ticket
Someone tell me what is the secret to getting out of the thicket
I need more than just a sample I need a whole lot of glory
So my life can become an example of the American success story
I want to slide into the black and wear the black mask
I might not get what I lack but it doesn't hurt to ask
If I want to sail I need my life to be breezier
I said please God or someone make it easier
I want to slide into the black and wear the black mask
I might not get what I lack but it doesn't hurt to ask
If I want to sail I need my life to be breezier
I said please God or someone make it easier
Make it easier
Make it easier
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