Real Life

Back in the monastery where the girls all learn to smoke
 My house is full of idiots, yeah, I'm startin' to go broke
 Oh, I never knew, no, I never knew where all my money would go
 Oh, that's the real life
 Real life
 Real life
 My man is thinkin' of me in stormy California weather
 I'm on a ship to Sam's, so I can hold on tight
 But he's still livin' at his mother's
 I want his misty eyes to warm my bed at night
 But he's so stuck inside his emotions
 Yeah, there's no one
 Oh, that's the real life
 Real life
 Real life
 It happens over and over and
 Real life
 Real life
 Real life
 It happens over and over and over and over
 And over and over and over and over
 I've seen a television host put a cage around the children (ba-ba-ba)
 Make 'em scream for the American dream
 Just to tell 'em they're undeserving
 Real life
 Real life
 Real life
 It happens over and over and
 Real life
 Real life
 Real life
 Wake me up when it's over
 Wake me up when it's over
 Over and over
 Wake me up when it's over
 Over and over
 Wake me up when it's over
 Over and over