Because Elvis gave 'em cars  You think I'm cheap  And you're hard done by  Look-you live here like a star  Rent free suite  Big blue pool that you sun by  Trips to tropic shores  Clothes from fancy stores  You want too much  You want too badly  You want everything for nothing  Going to the church  You chant  For my downfall  Chanting for my house  My friends  You want it all  The pillows on my bed  The visions in my head  You want too much  You want too badly  You want everything for nothing  In the land of litigation  The courts are like game shows  Take what's behind the curtain  The jury cries  I'm not going to be the jackpot  At the end of your perjured rainbow  Not if local justice has even one good eye  Oh it's not like I was blind  I saw  But I took no action  As you began to climb  Green clawed  Dissatisfaction  It wasn't hard to guess  That the end would be a mess  You want too much  You want too badly  You want everything for nothing  In the land of mass frustration  The judges are sleeping  Counting wooly little lawyers  And grinding their teeth  Outside my sleepless window  The Hollywood sirens are shrieking  While down some searchlit alley runs  Some lost belief  Oh I'm tangled in your lies  Your scam  Your spider web  Spit spun between the trees  Doors slam  You want my head  You'd eat your young alive  For a jaguar in the drive  You lie too much  You lie too badly  You want everything for nothing  © 1988, 1991 Crazy Crow Music BMI