Wooden porches, run down houses
Mildewed sofas in grown up yard
And driving past em I am reminded
Where we come from and where we are
We are only pa**ing through
Like it's all we have to do
And for all it means to me and you
We are only pa**ing through
Only pa**ing
Up in Wall Street they shape the curve
Of what we have and what we deserve
And I don't buy it and they don't care
I can't say which of us is the most aware
That we are only pa**ing through
Like it's all we have to do
And for all it means to me and you
We are only pa**ing through
Worst case scenario, world just keeps on turning
Best case scenario, pretty much the same
And only seems to matter is the scramble for the credit and the blame
Big old houses, tall white columns
Iron gates to keep what's bad outside
And driving past em I am reminded
The price we pay just to enjoy the ride
We are only pa**ing through
Like it's all we have to do
And for all it means to me and you
We are only pa**ing through
Only pa**ing