Original Broadway Cast Your Eyes lyrics

Hey you bum, yeah, you, move over
Get your ass off the Range Rover
That attitude toward the homeless is just what
Maureen is protesting tonight

Maureen is protesting, losing her performance space
Not my attitude, what happened to
What happened to his heart
And the ideals he once pursued

The owner of that lot next door
Has a right to do with it as he pleases
Happy Birthday, Jesus

The rent, you're wasting your time
We're broke and you broke your word
This is absurd, there is one way you
Won' t have to pay, I knew it

Next door, the home of Cyberarts, you see
And now that the block is re-zoned
Our dream can become a reality
You'll see boys, you'll see boys

A state of the art, digital, virtual interactive studio

I'll forgo your rent and on paper guarantee
That you can stay here for free
If you do me one small favor

What? Convince Maureen to cancel her protest
Why not just get an injunction or call the cops?
I did, and they're on stand by but my investors
Would rather, I handle this quietly

You can't quietly wipe out an entire tent city
Then watch, 'It's a Wonderful Life' on TV
You want to produce films and write songs?
You need somewhere to do it

It's what we used to dream about
Think twice before you pooh-pooh it
You'll see boys, you'll see boys
You'll see, the beauty of the studio

That lets us do our work and get paid
With condos on the top
Whose rent keeps open our [unverified]