We get high in back seat of cars
We break into mobile homes
We go to sleep to shake a pill
Never wake up on our own
And that's the way we get by
To where we get by
And that's the way we get by
To where we get by
We go out in stormy weather
We rarely practice discern
We make love to some with sin
We seek out the taciturn
And that's the way we get by
To where we get by
And that's the way we get by
To where we get by
We found a new kind of dance in a magazine
Tried it out it's like nothing you ever seen
You sweet talk like a cop and you know it
You bought a new bag of pot, said let's make a new start
And that's the way to my heart
The way to my heart
That's the way we get by
Way we get by
We get high in back seats of cars
We put faith in our concerns
Fall in love to down on the street
We believe in the sum of ourselves
