(CHORUS)

But what’s it gonna take to get out of this hole
His wife and his children need their home
He’s scratching and fighting and scrambling, but his future looks dim
The American dream is SLIPPING AWAY FROM HIM

His little girl meets him at the front door
Wearing a smile on her face
He lifts her up and gives her a hug
Guess now he understands
That that dead-end job and this pink slip
Can’t destroy his faith and relationships

(REPEAT CHORUS)

He’s got his hopes and his dreams
But everything is not what it seems
No golden parachute, no bail out plan
All he can do is make a stand

(REPEAT CHORUS)