Heatstroke

From the Subway
To the government building lawn
We laid out straight
For just about as long
As we saw fit
To make up for what we lost
When the news hit
It was crazy in the afternoon rush
Everyone was buying it

People refuse to make due when they lose
Something they thought they'd never find again
They refuse to remember way back when
That something, it did not belong to them

Well that heatstroke
It does a number on the modern man
It's something he wrote
But sobered up he don't understand
What with all those
Precautions and the medicine
Prescribed
Why he just can't forget
The complications of being alive

People refuse to make due when they lose
Something they thought they'd never find again
They refuse to remember way back when
That something, it did not belong to them
They could get by on friends, water and bread
That's how it was done before we were so mislead