Traffic jams, commuter lines
Monthly quotas, the daily grind
In a hurry and out of time
The pressure's on

They're pushing and shoving
They're living on the edge

[CHORUS]
Meanwhile, back at the ranch
Sitting on the front porch
Swinging with Blanche
World's running from an avalanche
Meanwhile, back at the ranch

The big computer's on the blink
Y2K, what a stink
They bring the city to the brink
But not out here

The only thing that we got on line
Is the fish we caught for suppertime
Well, let me tell you, peace of mind
Is the last frontier

They're pushing and shoving
They're living on the edge

[Repeat CHORUS]

Out there crawling
Like ants upon the ground
Oh, go home

Hear them calling
But the sky is falling
Down, down, down, down, down

Meanwhile, back at the ranch,
Sitting on my front porch
Swinging with Blanche
World's running from an avalanche