Letra de Simple Pleasures in America

A friend came up to me
And she said "Why's it always gotta be
Just a sad, sad song
Someone's falling apart
It's always not enough money and too much heart."
And right away I could see
That's sometimes how it seemed
And I don't wanna be a bitch
And I don't wanna just hate on rich folks
Though that's
Kind of how we have our fun
Still just for her
This is a positive one
I like the bill of rights and I like to ride my bicycle
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
I like to go that extra mile to turn your frown into a smile
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
I enjoy speaking my mind
And blaring records late at night
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
I just wanna drink some whiskey
And hang with good company
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
For the rest of our lives
We'll probably work for someone else
So for tonight
We are having a party
Here's to Montrose beach and Chicago public library
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
I like not having to worry about rationed electricity
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
And access to uncensored news, cheap booze, OH AMERICA!
And everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Yeah everybody gets their little piece of the pie
Simple pleasures in
Simple pleasures in America
Simple pleasures in America