I lived in a great white house
With rolling lawns and awesome views
I shopped often with the spouse
Never thought I had to pay my dues
Without actually paying, I spent a lot of money
To buy me the best life money could buy
The point when it stopped being funny
Was when I woke up one morning to the lie
I had no job nor a bank balance
In fact I couldn’t find my bank at all
Friends and foes kept pace with my pretense
So now I’m taking everyone down when I fall
The climb is steep, the road is long
So sit tight in your saddle
Quite simply – though the metaphor is all wrong –
We’re up the creek without a paddle
