Business man, green sedan
Soothes the soul, completes his goal
Working his way up the ladder
Success is the end
And his lies are his means

Business cards, big cigars
The smiles is here,
he’s the profiteer
Money can talk and he knows it
One piece of paper
can make you or break you apart

It’s a rat race, Mr. Briefcase
Can you keep pace, Mr. Briefcase
What can you keep
in that bag of dreams
Is there anything in that briefcase

I’d like to you have
you meet our musicans. 
We take them with
us wherever we go.
Starting with our
musical director Brad

It’s a rat race, Mr. Briefcase
Can you keep pace, Mr. Briefcase
What can you keep
in that bag of dreams
Is there anything in that briefcase

It’s time again
to play the game
a deal’s a deal
when it’s time to seal
time to feel sorry for losers
a cat gets the mouse
and the dog gets the door

Oh, it’s a rat race, Mr. Briefcase
Can you keep pace, Mr. Briefcase
What do you keep in
that bag of dreams
Is there anything at all yeah
Is there anything at all
Is there anything at all
In that briefcase, yeah