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