Hospitality Liberal Arts lyrics

So you found the lock but not the key
That college brings, and all the trouble
Of a B.A. in English Literature
Instead of law, or something more practical
You've traded all your time for money and the blues.
And no trust fund or daddy doctors, what do you have to prove

So you found your joy on Saturdays, friends and family
fingering you girlfriend.
Your father's pride was beaming
when you bought your first home in garden city.
You bring the tea, I'll bring the fashion,
our attitude.

Long silver walks, upstate, you miss the thing.
Do you?

So you found the lock but not the key
that college brings, and all the trouble
The carnage brings, and all the trouble
... much let to... instead of loss
Or something more practically
You're dreaming on it's time for money and the blues
And no trust fund or dirty doctors, what do you have to prove