Bus line down the centre line
Took me from the dotted lines
Rolling 'cross the border lines
Looking for a peace of mind
And now I must stand free
Bread lines the cheap wines
They're the only life lines
No more debts to pay back
Because I can't find the way back
And now I must stand free
But me, oh Lord, I'm strung out
Soaking wet and hung out on the line
And now I must stand free
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