D.I.Y.

You were born alive and well,
You were just fighting for yourself,
In Kansas 1985.
You made peace with your parents,
Or the companies at least,
When you bought them their birthday cards.
And you ran into their bedroom screaming,
"Wake on up it's morning, don't just sleep the day away."
And in twenty-one years everything you have learned,
it turns and it betrays you.

You were scared and very nervous on the first day of school,
When you moved here from out west.
And the self-righteous sultans of Brooklyn took you in,
and you played baseball in the streets.
And you were very tired so the city never sleeps,
But I stayed up with you,
Over telephone wires right out of this Empire
State that claims your heart ache.

And if you want something you've got to do it yourself.
If you want something you've got to do it yourself.
Don't sacrifice work for subliminal help,
If you want something you've got to do it yourself.

And if you want something you've got to do it yourself.
If you want something you've got to do it yourself.
Don't sacrifice work for subliminal help,
If you want something you've got to do it yourself.