Hold The Line

Meeting Eddie Pills I got a couple hundred bills Man, I hope he rounds it up Yeah this one time, he rounded up Where'd my nightclubs go? I'm wearing my blossom robe But I can't even get it up So how am I supposed to give a fuck? Mama said, "Don't you Touch that junk Even though it feels good Don't always have to touch wood" Our sweet parents love us 'cause they don't see The bags 'round our eyes and all the bruises on our thighs No one knows you're hurtin' 'til you start to cry But if we blow softly, softly then we'll Keep the flame alive and watch it burnin' overnight Wanna thank you, mama, for being so blind Cash stuffed in my underpants I'm overflowin', watch me dance Mosquito mass hysteria I'm serving up malaria Pigeons sat upon my hat I'm feedin' squirrels feedin' rats I'll feed your fuckin' Terrier The Snow White of your area Papa said, "You don't Want that smack Even though it's on a plate Better start acting straight, mate" Our sweet parents love us 'cause they don't see The bags 'round our eyes and all the bruises on our thighs No one knows you're hurtin' 'til you start to cry I've been shirking my problems, baby 'Cause I'm high off my goddamn tree This junk don't come for free They're tellin' me to hold the line Yeah, but these lines have got a hold on me Mama said, "Don't you Touch that junk Even though it feels good Don't always have to touch wood" Our sweet parents love us 'cause they don't see The bags 'round our eyes and all the bruises on our thighs No one knows you're hurtin' 'til you start to cry I've been fuckin' my life up, baby And I'm dyin' from misery This junk don't come for free They're tellin' me to hold the line Yeah, but these lines have got a hold on me --- Hold the Line - Alex Cameron