White Lines

White Lines

I’ve seen so many white lines,
People slowly indicating,
Nine lives, their lost souls are getting vindicated.
Fifth guy in line,
Can I get a bit of your time?

Well you were out there thinking you’re raising a glass,
Then comes the loud mouth, womanising,
Pain in the ****,
And he’s got five pounds riding,
On the fact that he’ll be driving
You home tonight.

I’ve seen so many white lines,
So many people indicating,
Slowly changing lanes,
Lost souls are getting vindicated,
Braking with the strain,
Cause life is much too complicated,
No time for the rain,
Got to be, be regenerated.

Down to the bone, out on loan.
Whatever it takes to feel the spin of the wheel.
Whatever lit up this town can bring you down,
Eventually….

You got to walk like you mean it, hesitate if you dare,
You got to talk like you mean it, if your man don’t care,
You got the right to bleed the hand that feeds,
If he can’t satisfy your needs.
I’ve seen too many white lines,
People indicating baby,
Slowly changing lanes,
Lost souls are vindicated.
Fifth guy in line, can I get a bit of your time?

All Lyrics by Lee Vernon-
Copyright Pearl Handled Revolver.Jan 2011.