How it Is

Beauty queens and libertines and beggars on their benches They go to sleep and dream like you and I Billionaires behind their walls and soldiers in their trenches We're all just looking for a reason why To get out of bed in the morning To fight off the urge to just go call it quits 'Cause sometimes reality's boring And it's a shame, but it's just how it is Everybody's gotta live (yes, they do) And everybody's gonna die (die, die) Everybody try to have a, a good time I think you know the reason why So pour a drink, or have a smoke, 'cause we all got our vices Just doing what we need to, to get by Wear a dress, your Sunday best, whatever you feel nice in 'Cause God knows we all need a reason why To get out of bed in the morning To fight off the urge to just go call it quits 'Cause sometimes reality's boring And it's a shame, but it's just how it is Everybody's gotta live (yes, they do) And everybody's gonna die (die, die) Everybody try to have a, a good time I think you know the reason why Taxi cars and prison bars, and history repeating We build our little boxes, you and I So cross your heart or read your cards, whatever you believe in 'Cause God knows we all need a reason why To get out of bed in the morning To fight off the urge to just go call it quits 'Cause sometimes reality's boring And it's a shame, but it's just how it is Everybody's gotta live And everybody's gonna die (die, die, die, die) Everybody try to have a, a good time I think you know the reason why To get out of bed in the morning To fight off the urge to just go call it quits 'Cause sometimes reality's boring And it's a shame, but it's just how it is