Getting By

Well, a man who made his gains must think I'm lazy or vain
Just another kid who set his bar too low
Well, I worked through his scrutiny to pay for his security
He wants to cut to keep me stuck far below
So go ahead and buy your jet if that's what you wanna get
I'd rather have the love of one who cares
But you'd prefer to have the things that make you feel like a king
Just remember who's paying their fair share
and we're getting by, we're getting by
Figuring out we need to try
To break those strings from our boots
And reconnect with our roots
That are becoming dustbowl dry
They wonder why, they wonder why
We seem to become sheep in the rye
With the red, white, and blue dreams bursting out of its seams
So here we are just getting by
Well, the steel drivers were once strong
And they worked all day long
Until them steam engines all went away
What were they supposed to do
When there's no other work they knew
That could give that one living wage
Well, now the water trickles down from the gutters of a town
And that's what the people are left to drink
Cause when they took away their cars to a plant somewhere far
All that was left was the lead in their sinks
And they're getting by, we're getting by
Figuring out we need to try
To break those strings from our boots
And reconnect with our roots
That are becoming dustbowl dry
And they wonder why, they wonder why
We seem to become sheep in the rye
With the red, white, and blue dreams bursting out of its seams
So here we are just getting by
Here we are just getting by
Here we are just getting by