[Verse 1] Life is hell in the hole Not sulfur and lava All fate needs is time’s toll Scrambled eggs and java [Verse 2] The landlord taped a warning To the busted laundry door We made a flag from pillowcases And swept the hallway floor The shift bell bites at seven The rent comes due at ten You say the world is fixed in place We say: not again [Pre-Chorus] Count the coins, count the hours Count the locks they want us under One hand reaches for the latch One voice starts the thunder [Chorus] Time takes its toll—but we take the street Boots on the pavement, fast and fleet No throne, no boss, no borrowed law We make our own way—hey! hey!—against the wall [Verse 3] At dawn the kettle rattles The radio spits out blame We trade a coat, a loaf of bread And pass around the names The boss calls it a bad week The paper calls it fate We call the crew from down the block And meet beside the gate [Pre-Chorus] Count the coins, count the hours Count the locks they want us under One hand reaches for the latch One voice starts the thunder [Chorus] Time takes its toll—but we take the street Boots on the pavement, fast and fleet No throne, no boss, no borrowed law We make our own way—hey! hey!—against the wall [Bridge] No saints above us No masters below Just hands held steady And room left to grow If the hole is a system Then loosen the stone We don’t need permission To build what we own [Final Chorus] Time takes its toll—but we take the street Boots on the pavement, fast and fleet No throne, no boss, no borrowed law We make our own way—hey! hey!—against the wall [Outro] Scrambled eggs! Black coffee! No one owns us! Not today!