Nothing's Enough - Peter Cincotti

They got a pound of meat in a box of plastic

Of beef pumped up the stretched like elastic

Candy bars sayin', «You can win a prize

But only if you buy the king size»

I’m fillin' my cup

With all I wan pour

Give me everything you got

Then give me some more

'Cause nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough

I’m on my Blackberry while I’m runnin'

On the treadmill

On my Bluetooth talkin' tryin' to keep

My head still

Got the TV on flippin' through th

Channel’s browsin'

Why stay on one when you got two thousand?

You never know what

The next channel will bring

So I’ll flip through 'em all

And not watch a thing

'Cause nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough

And the waters will rise up one day

And drown our insatiable ways

For a long, long time

But how can we keep down the tide

When our instincts inside

Say, «Why draw the line?»

And now I’m lying here underneath the covers

Trying to figure out what love is

Got the girl of my dreams and feel lucky I

Met her

But I can’t help lookin' for someone better

Where does it go?

When does it stop?

Is it good?

Or is it not?

When nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough

Nothing’s enough