Jeremy Ivey — How It Has To Be

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Neil Armstrong is walking with Mary Edwards
Talking about the love they found on Tinder
Crossing the street on the cold morning after

The protest is all over
There’s flowers in the street
And everyone you meet is still asleep

Half the people are in chains
And the other half have the key
That’s how it’s been, that’s how it has to be

Pocahontas, Walt Disney and Al Capone
They’re gathering up dust for the tombstone
All the mourners in their black veils sing and moan

There’s nothing left to say
Thе execution is over
Thе party went all night but now you’re sober

On the day that you’re born
You become someone’s enemy
That’s how it goes, that’s how it has to be

Invalids of the cloth, they hand out pamphlets
To soldiers who’ve been punished for their service
Even the secret service, they look nervous

As the killer’s face get’s painted
Across the evening news
Even the corespondent looks confused

God made the devil
If he did make anything
Iv’e heard it said, that’s how it has to be

Shadows have grown long around the city
You can still see Andy Warhol and Oprah Winfrey
Hanging pictures of Susan B. Anthony

On the walls of the mausoleum
The gates of the colosseum
Hoping someone on the inside still might see ‘em

Love and hate, they will wound you equally
That’s how it works, that’s how it has to be