The White Whale The Longest Johns

[Verse 1]
Lost in the iron sea of endless rolling roofs
We're going for glory, kids -- your dad has something to prove
You see its not enough to just have hope when lost
You must have the highest of hopes and hold out at all cost
That's why as I tack across this parking garage
I nor spotted the entry and aim for the drivers mirage
The unspeakable beauty of free land at the front of the store
And yet this takes vision and steadfast courage to aim for more

[Pre-Chorus]
All the early spots are clearly reserved for thе meek
A spot equidistant to store and ticket machinе we seek

[Chorus]
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail!
The park in front of the store
We hunt the white whale, the holy grail!
With gusto and glee, sing it with me, we dare to ask for more!

[Verse 2]
My child jolts me to attention, Land Ho! does he scream!
I pinch myself, and sure enough, the space of my dreams
The sharks begin to circle, I indicate my intention
Just know this parking space is mine, I show no apprehension
Yet as I approach, one thing is painfully clear
Other cars with blinking lights starting to appear
Back off green van, I see your plan!
Don't think about it, blue sedan!
This spot is mine, we'll hold our ground
There's no better land to be found!