All work no play may have made Jack a dull boy, But all work no God has left Jack with a lost soul. But he's moving on full steam; He's chasing the American dream. And he's gonna give his family finer things.
“Not this time, son. I've no time to waste. Maybe tomorrow we'll have time to play.” And then he slips into his new BMW And drives farther and farther and farther away. 'Cause he works all day and tries to sleep at night. He says things will get better; Better in time.
[Chorus] So he works and he builds with his own two hands, And he pours all he has in a castle made with sand, But the wind and the rain are comin' crashing in; Time will tell just how long his kingdom stands, his kingdom stands.
Well his American Dream is beginning to seem more and more like a nightmare with every passing day. "Daddy, can you come to my game?" "Oh Baby, please don't work late." Another wasted weekend, And they are slipping away. 'Cause he works all day and lies awake at night. He tells them things will get better, It'll just take a little more time.
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He used to say, "Whoever dies with the most toys wins," But if he loses his soul, what has he gained in the end. I'll take a shack on the rock over a castle in the sand.
Now he works all day and cries alone at night. He's not getting any better; Looks like he's running out of time.
[Chorus]
All they really wanted was you. All they really wanted was you. All they really wanted was you.
Jeff
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