Well we had to grab on something
So wefre pulling at the threads
And now the worldfs unravelling
Inside our very heads
Glasses smeared with lipstick
Hungry eyes out in the street
Same old bodies moving
To the same old beat
Had to draw the line
All this talk can hypnotize you and
We can ill afford
To give ourselves to sentiment
When our time is oh so short
Names beneath the lichen
On these cemetery stones
And carnivals of silverfish
Waiting to dance upon our bones
Have to draw the linehave to draw the line
Have to draw the linehave to draw the line
I've been doubting yours baby
Ifve been doubting mine
Ifve been out of circulation
Where the sun donft shine
Ifve been doubting fame and wealth
Charityeven Love itself
Draw the line
I ainft saying hefs bad baby
I ainft saying hefs good
Merely that he ainft so different
Neath his executioners hood
In the name of liberty
In the name of brotherhood
Have to draw the line
Have to draw the line
Need to take some pride baby
Need to take some heart
Need to take evasive action
When [bad word] start
Here we are buck naked baby
But where should we begin
When itfs not the flesh wefre after
But the howlinf ghost within
Have to draw the line
Need to draw the line
Had to draw the line
Need to draw the line
Have to draw the line
Pack your bags wefre going home
Pack your bags wefre going yeah
Had to draw the line
Pack your bags wefre going home
Pack your bags wefre going yeah
Help me draw the line
Pack your bags wefre going home