In Every Dream Home (There's a Dream of Something Else) - MotorPsycho

He blew his mind out on a plane

Man, this one-upmanship's insane

In every dream home there’s a dream of something else

This one paints gold the things he owns

Excretes sat on a golden throne

In every dream home there’s a dream of something else

So cheap and nasty

But never enough

It doesn’t mattter

When you have it, it’s just stuff

We run this wolrd on greed and fear

Now it’s to grab, it’s not to share

In every dream home there’s a dream of something else

Over here, over there

The grass is greener everywhere

Only never just right here

Feel the urge, feel the need

Envy greener only feeds

A hunger endless, bred form greed

Sometimes at night when you awake

When all that’s real just seems a fake

You might think that it’s too late

But with love in your heart

You can go right back to start

You can tear the dark apart

A perfect, transient state of mind

It’s not 'to own' its 'to find'

In every dream home there’s a dream of something else

So when you find it

Just pass it on

You can’t posess it

It’s not you for your own