Lyrics
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
