Let's go and find the gold mine
I promise honey it's like fine wine
Do we have have to be surrounded by prosperity?
I think we've got it alright anyway

Somethings are just unmentionable
We're keeping up our apperances
And it doesn't cross our minds
What's best for us

I see them bathing in opulence
Their just as miserable as you and me
Making a living is just making progress
Keeping the bread buttered, doesn't matter anymore

Would you like prosperity?
You're on your way to misery