Free As The Rent We Don't Pay

Well we can do just what we please,

But we can never turn on the heat

And every night's a blackout in this place

We get the bills, but we don't pay, no, we don't pay

And I guess you're right 'cause all of my friends are drug addicts

And I guess you're right 'cause this really is a pretty gross mattress

But I'd rather sleep with junkies than with angels

As the moonlight turns all of us to werewolves

And sunrise, it's just a gorgeous bedtime,

The way the light hits the cheap wine.

Well I can do just what I want,

And that's get drunk in Vermont

Down by the bridge with the Colt 45

Sipping and watching them pigs drive by, drive by

And I guess you're right 'cause we're just a bunch of alcoholics

And I guess you're right 'cause we ain't taking down the system tomorrow

Sometimes anarchy should mean burning a black flag

And utopia should mean no paper bags

And maybe our hundred drunk mistakes

Could add up to smash the State, smash the State

Smash the State! And I hope that is the case,

'Cause otherwise we'll never get out of this place.