Looking out at the people looking in Feeling good must be some kind of sin Looking in at the people looking out Feeling guilty, scared to move about Looking up at the people looking down Taking tranquilizers by the pound Looking down at the people looking up Getting mad 'cause they can't get enough Ah, but that green grass on the other side Is just an illusion We all have our own confusion Rich people watching the people poor Trying to figure out how to get some more Poor people watching people rich You know, they call them dirty you-know-which Ugly people watching the people pretty Say they can't get down to the nitty-gritty Pretty people watching people ugly Say I sure couldn't stand you to kiss and hug me Ah, but that green grass on the other side Is just an illusion We all have our own confusion