I'm just a stupid, simple guy  Locked inside this caged routine too dumb to find a key  So here I am, scarfing down the bliss  Of an average-Joe American who never stops to wonder  If there's more than suburb dreams  Of children leading mindless ways of living  With another family and an SUV    Take me from this aging road  Where lives subsist the status quo  Would you take another swing  If there were something else to be?   Why wait until remorse is closer?     Now, the months keep going by  And overwhelming thoughts  Of self actualization yield any pursuits  But still I question what "successful" means,   Attempt to act accordingly,   Won't let access to basic means  Get in the way of any dreams in mind  Because we all go about our courses  Until nothing's left but corpses  What's in-between is yours    Like sheep, we'll follow blindly within fenced restricted grounds  Such comfort keeps us from wanting to be woken  A humored population lured in from false temptation  An American Dream formed and never broken down    No martyrs, no re-entries,   No farmers or gentries,   Over and out, but it's only begun