Songtext von Gray Flannel Suits

I'm pleased as punch with my new house in New Canaan, Connecticut At night the street lights shine off my other new things... Like a lime-green Ford coupe, pink flamingoes, martini glasses that shimmer all weekend But it's gray in suburbia See my fresh-painted homestead for me and my homemaking wife She's the luckiest girl around because of what I provide... Like hi-fis and a modern kitchen We keep in the swim with all of our neighbors But it's gray in suburbia Working for 10 or 12 hours flat I got a look-alike hat, and I don't care Working for 10 or 12 hours to boot I got a look-alike suit, and I don't care Sloan Wilson said it best "We're all men in grey flannel suits" Looking like soldiers we line up to climb aboard our daily trains... Aspiring young workers with college diplomas Your prospects are great and excellent for success Excellent for success But it's gray in suburbia