Don't Put Your Head in a Bucket Lyrics

You're doing well, you're doing fine
Your life's on a very straight line
You got a wife, you got some kids
I got a question: is this really it?
So don't put your head in a bucket
Don't put your dreams in a fridge
Don't break your teeth on that nugget
And don't hang out with the rich

You got some money in the bank
Your own office and a very high rank
A nice car, a parking lot
But is that really all that you got?

So don't put your head in a bucket
Don't put your dreams in a fridge
Don't break your teeth on that nugget
And don't hang out with the rich
Forty, fifty, sixty
How long will you live?
Seventy, eighty, ninety, a hundred
How long will you live?

How do you know when your work is done?
How do you know if the best ain't yet to come?
How do you know if Jesus is God's son?
How do you know that right ain't wrong?

So don't put your head in a bucket
Don't put your dreams in a fridge
Don't break your teeth on that nugget
And don't hang out with the rich
Get out of your bucket
Get out of the trap
Get into your rocket
Put yourself on the map

So don't put your dreams in a bucket
Don't put your head in a fridge
Don't break your teeth on that nugget
And don't hang out with the rich

So don't put your head in a bucket
Don't put your dreams in a fridge
Don't break your teeth on that nugget
And don't hang out with the rich