I walk through the rich neighbourhood at midnight
Stroking my knife, thinking of the good life
I walk through the rich neighbourhood at midnight
Peering inside thinking where I might hide
I dream a little dream of violent home invasion
Set up my little station
Till the cops roll by my windows and see my wavin'
I walk through the rich neighbourhood at midnight
Thinking I might set it up as a class fight
I walk through the rich neighbourhood at midnight
'Cause I'm so white I get away with my spite
Despite my little dreams all I see are families
Disturbs my fantasy
'Cause I could never dream of doing what they do to me
See all the toys out in the yard
I marvel at their children's objects
And what they'll just discard
Envy, the kind that makes you kill
But I keep it sober
Pathetic little thrill
I walk through the rich neighbourhood at midnight
Looking for light, creeping like a parasite
I walk through the rich neighbourhood at midnight
Starting a fight with myself at the jobsite
I drink the bruises off and sleep inside the trailer
Wake up to Mr. Taylor
Joking that he should call me his neighbour
I walk through the rich neighbourhood at midnight
And it's alright that I won't get the good life