It Just Ain'T There

I whisper to the snails Who’d sooner die much less fail There’s nothing left inside those eyes As tears drop into pails The light is warm but I can’t touch it Till I pay the rent But the man is hollering back at me With just too much demand But as I look up to the sky The helicopter’s still there Constantly judging me A supersonic glare And I know that we can’t win We’re fighting for a freedom That we know just ain’t there I whisper to the men Who’d sooner die much less fail There’s nothing left inside your eyes As tears drop into pails The light is warm but you can’t touch it Till you pay the rent The man is hollering back at you With just too much demand.