Suburban places got me seeking for oasis; Name that Lyric

At times I wanna watch out the Mariot, zoning on owning co-ops, foreign drop top coups, and yachts guzzling straight shots a scotch, formulating up plots ta escape from Salems lock cuz its scorching hot, making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, Security Society , got all kinds of undercovers coming at us, perhaps they, won't be happy, til they snatch us, but never me, see, my destiny ta be forever free, in ecstacy, on a hill that awaits for me,vivid enough ta make living this a must, plus this is real....