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Ainīt no job
Ainīt no smoke
Ainīt got a car
His lifeīs a joke
Living on the skids
Thinks the worldīs just fine
Forgot what he did
Dancing on the breadline
No one there to bind him
Nothing to remind him
Nowhere left to find him
About to lose his lifeline
Heīs dancing on the breadline
Forgot who he is
Forgot who he was
Used to call the shots
Now he canīt connect the dots
A mover and shaker
Getting closer to his maker
Lower than a hemline
Dancing on the breadline
No one there to bind him
Nothing to remind him
Nowhere left to find him
About to lose his lifeline
Heīs looking for a headline
Sniffing up the white lines
Heīs dancing on the breadline
Watch him dance
About to lose his lifeline
Heīs looking for a headline
Sniffing up the white lines
Heīs dancing on the breadline
About to lose his lifeline
Heīs dancing on the breadline
No one, nothing, nowhere
dancing on the breadline
He forgot and he ainīt got nothing
