Anti-heros - Porch Monkey lyrics

Sitting on the porch of life, They feel no problems or encounter any strife They're the people who all look the same, Stagnant lives that never change They're the members of the upper cla**, Gonna die living in the past [Chorus] {Cause you're another person without a name, a bumbling bureaucrat without a brain you're so happy to live in a dream, You're a porch monkey} So they freed the slaves in 1865, When money was green and the dream was alive From the mortgage banker to the divorce court, They're propping up people and pulling out the cork They're members of the middle cla**, Gonna die sitting on their a** [Chorus] You're so smart and you're so pretty, And we f**ing know you run our city Spending your wages to look sheik, You live off glory at the end of the week You're the members of the lowest cla**, gonna die in a rich mans grasp