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How do you document real life

When real life's 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

Some 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 wit

Zoom in as they burn the past to the ground

And feel the heat of the future's 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

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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 spar

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

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