Peach State Blues

You couldn't make it with the taxman He couldn't keep it in his bedpan So he decided to dump it all out on you All of the lines you see are college-ruled You thought you'd try your luck with trade school Tell me, what's a homegrown Benny boy now to do? Ooooh, while your camera goes unused But you don't care, because you really just want some food Dollar by dollar, you're eaten away And your parents have nothing helpful to say While they bleed you dry And you pick up a basket of fries So Jersey wasn't down with your groove And you decided on a big move Or was that not what you had in mind at all? You got the same job and a new girl You knew that you had something to prove Is it really success if you trash your favorite dress? Ooooh, and you know there's hell to pay You know you can't stay, you cannot stay But that really isn't your choice to make Did you really make a big mistake? I'm not the one to tell you What to do You know it's great when Dreams die south of the Garden State You know you're free when You can't take a bite from your peach tree You know you see that The world moves along without you and me You know it's true When you're stuck with the Peach State Blues