Lyrics of East coast jones

(slavens)
Back home it's the same
Things are very slow to change
By the time the news comes in from l.a.
The latest fad is already passe (hey, hey)
The clothes and the music and the latest phrase
Tomorrow has the reek of yesterday
Everybody wants to keep up
With the east coast jones
And the west coast way to play
Back here it's the same
Everything is up to date
They say
Build it up, buy it up, eat it up fast
It's made for looks
But it ain't made to last
Buy a nice house
Buy a nice car
Junior executives
Born to be a star
If you want to be in fashion
You'll have to pay
The east coast jones
And the west coast way to play
Out there it's the same
Except there ain't nobody knows your name
'the grass is always greener on the other side'
And 'you can run but you can never hide'
Well you see
All the same rules will still apply
You'll still get low
You know you'll still get high
Everybody runs to keep up
With the east coast jones
And the west coast way to play