And he's tradin' in his chevy for a cadillac ack ack ack ack ack

And if he can't drive with a broken back, at least he can polish the fenders...

This song was one of my first wake up calls to the "mouse on a treadmill" "work harder and by more" cycle that just makes the piggy class ecstatic and eventually leads every poor mouse that becomes consumed by consumerism to a cold, harsh void that no new suv, no latest "must have or you're incomplete" product, no twisted Madison Ave. "American Dream" could ever fill. (Hey, its a political board :D ).

Movin' Out (Anthony's song)
Billy Joel

Anthony works in the grocery store
Savin' his pennies for someday
Mama Leone left a note on the door,
She said, "Sonny, move out to the country."
Workin' too hard can give you a heart attack
(ack-ack-ack-ack-ack)
You oughta know by now
Who needs a house out in Hackensack?
Is that all you get for your money?

And it seems such a waste of time
If that's what it's all about
Mama if that's movin' up then I'm movin' out.
I'm movin' out...mmm-hmm...ooo-ooo...uh-huh...mmm-hmm.

Sergeant O'Leary is walkin' the beat
At night he becomes a bartender
He works at Mister Cacciatore's down on Sullivan Street
Across from the medical center
He's tradin' in his Chevy for a Cadillac
(ack-ack-ack-ack-ack)
You oughta know by now
And if he can't drive with a broken back
At least he can polish the fenders

And it seems such a waste of time
If that's what it's all about
Mama if that's movin' up then I'm movin' out.
I'm movin' out...uh-huh...ooh-ooh...uh-huh...mmm-hmm.

You should never argue with a crazy mind
(mind-mind-mind-mind-mind)
You oughta know by now
You can pay Uncle Sam with overtime
Is that all you get for your money?

And if that's what you have in mind
And if that's what you're all about
Good luck movin' up 'cause I'm movin' out
I'm movin' out...mmm-hmm...ooo-ooo...uh-huh...mmm-hmm.

the musical back-ack-ack-ack-ack...