For the last two years the rent keeps getting higher And the neighbors all have cars we can't afford I'm working two jobs now and, brother, I stay tired But we could always stand to make a little more Way it goes, we might not be here by December We both know there's gonna have to be a break Priced my blood to try and turn back on our power Oh, Lord, there's got to be a better way We've been selling off our books and records Instruments our grandparеnts played We've been sеlling off our books and records But we're gonna buy them back someday These past few winters have been harder than expected Unknown numbers call us all hours of the day We've both been learning how to cook our suppers cheaper Stretch it out until we get paid The way it goes, I doubt we ever will retire But the cast iron will be seasoned well by then And if we're lucky we'll have moments by the fire Put a record on and read a book again We've been selling off our books and records Instruments our grandparents played We've been selling off our books and records But we're gonna buy them back someday We're gonna buy them back someday