White picket fences
Freshly mowed grass
Waiting for the bus
To take me to class

Dreaming of a good girl
One who? ll treat me right
She? ll put the kids to bed
And kiss me goodnight

I gotta get a good job
Make lots of money
Get a good job
Make lots of money
? cause everybody loves
A son of superbia!

Cheating on a math test
? cause I gotta make the grades
I can? t let my education
Go to waste

Blockin? out the screaming
Coming from upstairs
Tell myself the fighting
Only means they care

I gotta get a good job
Make lots of money
Get a good job
Make lots of money
? cause everybody loves
A son of superbia!

And I? ll be happy
Living lush
Perfectly sublime
I? ll have a little plot of land
And etched into the stone
There? ll be some profound statement
Aimed at all your souls

Gotta get a good job, make lots of money
Get a good job, make lots of money (repeat 4 times)
? cause everybody loves
A son of superbia!