"Real Things" lyrics

Security, serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
Familiarity, predictability, you and me

A white house surrounded by a picket fence on a hill
A black Cadillac, a backpack filled with hundred-dollar bills
It's all good for nothing love
That's not what we're made of
Can I sell to you for no price
The real things of life

Security, serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
Familiarity, predictability, you and me

The swipe of a credit card substitutes what is real
Buying expensive gifts for the sake of what you feel
Is not really showing love
That's not what we're made of
Spending the cash won't keep right
The real things in life

Security, serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
Familiarity, predictability, you and me

Security, serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
Familiarity, predictability, you and me

Here's a quote to memorize
Minimize on merchandise
Maximize and recognize
The realness in life
Be advised, you oughta size
You jeopardize all that's right
Prove down the sides your real life
You've lost your pride

Security serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
Familiarity, predictability, you and me

Security, serenity, stability
The therapy, the memories, the unity
The loyalty, the honesty, the sanity
(Let me tell you right now)
Familiarity, predictability, you and me