The grass is always greener
On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah
But the dog over there might be meaner
On the other side of the fence, yeah, yeah
The car in the driveway looks longer
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah
Does anything ever go wrong there
On the other side of the street, yeah, yeah?
Stay in your own yard, stay in your own yard
Be happy in your own yard
'Cause everything glitters that really ain't gold, yeah
Future always look brighter
On the other side of the charts, yeah, yeah
But then everybody wish to come over
But they don't want to come back, no, no
They live like kings and queens
On the best side of the town, yeah, yeah
But they're gonna have to make room for me
On the best side of the town, sure enough
Well, jealousy a cold thing
All the pain
Everything glitters that really ain't gold, no
It's not what it looks like, it really ain't gold
Steady running 'bout what
Gotta make the most of what you got
Steady keeping up
Gotta look out for your own
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard
Be happy in your own yard, yeah, your own yard
Stay in your own yard, pray in your own yard
Happy in your own yard
Everything glitters that really ain't gold, yeah