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