Rent

How do you document real life

When real life is getting more like fiction each day

Headlines, bread-lines

Blow my mind

And now this deadline

Eviction or pay

Rent!

How do you write a song when the chords sound wrong

Though they once sounded right and rare

When the notes are sour

Where is the power

You once had to ignite the air

We're hungry and frozen

It's the life that we've chosen

How we gonna pay

How we gonna pay

How we gonna pay

Last year's rent

How do you start a fire

When there's nothing to burn

And it feels like something's stuck in your flue

How can you generate heat

When you can't feel your feet

And they're turning blue!

You light up a mean blaze

With posters and screenplays

How we gonna pay

How we gonna pay

How we gonna pay

Last year's rent

How do you stay on your feet

When on every street it's trick or treat and tonight it's trick

Welcome back to town

Oh, I should lie down

Everything's brown and uh, oh

I feel sick

Where is he?

Getting dizzy

How we gonna pay

How we gonna pay

How we gonna pay

Last year's rent

The music ignites the night with passionate fire

The narration crackles and pops with incendiary with the same yearly wilth

Two men as they're grown up, passed through the ground and feel the heat and the futures glow

How do you leave the past behind

When it keeps finding ways to get to your heart

It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out

Till you're torn apart

Rent!

How can you connect in an age

Where strangers, landlords, lovers

Your own blood cells betray

What binds the fabric together

When the raging, shifting winds of change keep ripping away

Draw a line in the sand

And then make a stand

Use your camera to spy

Use your guitar

When they act tough, you call their bluff

We're not gonna pay

We're not gonna pay

We're not gonna pay

Last year's rent

This year's rent

Next year's rent

Rent, rent, rent, rent, rent

We're not gonna pay rent

'Cause everything is rent