The Jones

Up and showered

Running late

Quick shave

Sports page

Dressin' on the way out the door

Behind the wheel

Newspaper in your hand

And a donut in the other

Typical case in the quick paced

Dog eat dog world

Driven by ambition

And the blood starts pumpin'

Soon the tempo builds

As the traffic starts jumpin'

Punch-in early on your time clock

“Yo!”

Kissin' up to the boss

One day you'll have your own parking spot

One day they'll give you a gold watch

And say bye-bye

Everybody wants to know

What's your status

How much ya makin'

If your a white collar worker

And your brinin' home the bacon

And if you should get your raise

Uncle Sam is sure to get a piece of the pie

“Why!?”

Caught in traffic

Changing lanes

Brake lights

All's quiet

Then somebody lays on the horn

Soon all join in

For the rush hour ritual

Coming home to cold victuals

Typical case in the quick paced

Dog eat dog world

Tuck the kids in bed 

And watch the late late show

The wife has got a headache

Guess the honeymoon's over

When life slows down

You'll think of all the things

Your plastic credit cards can't buy you

Pay then, but for now

To live high on the hog

You'll put your life out on loan

With your ear to the ground

And your nose to the grindstone

Just keepin' up with the Jones