Real Life

Back in the monastery where the girls all learn to smoke My house is full of idiots, yeah, I'm startin' to go broke Oh, I never knew, no, I never knew where all my money would go Oh, that's the real life Real life Real life My man is thinkin' of me in stormy California weather I'm on a ship to Sam's, so I can hold on tight But he's still livin' at his mother's I want his misty eyes to warm my bed at night But he's so stuck inside his emotions Yeah, there's no one Oh, that's the real life Real life Real life It happens over and over and Real life Real life Real life It happens over and over and over and over And over and over and over and over I've seen a television host put a cage around the children (ba-ba-ba) Make 'em scream for the American dream Just to tell 'em they're undeserving Real life Real life Real life It happens over and over and Real life Real life Real life Wake me up when it's over Wake me up when it's over Over and over Wake me up when it's over Over and over Wake me up when it's over Over and over