Well, we had to grab on something
So we're pulling at the threads
And now the world's unraveling
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
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
There are names beneath the lichen
On these cemetery stones
Carnivals of silverfish
Waiting to dance upon our bones
Have to draw the line
Need to draw the line
Help me draw the line
Need to draw that line
I've been doubting yours, baby
And I've been doubting mine
And I've been out of circulation
Where the sun don't shine
I've been doubting fame and wealth
Charity, even love itself
Draw the line, yeah
So take me down to Palestine
And take me to Iran
Dance me through the cradle
Where this whole filthy mess began
Block me out [Incomprehensible]
Pop me back in the frying pan
Have to draw the line
Need to take some pride, baby
Need to take some heart
Need to take evasive action
When the rumpus start
Here we are buck naked, yeah
But where should we begin
When it's not the flesh we're after
But the howling ghost within
Help me draw the line
Need to draw the line
Help me draw the line
Need to draw that line
Help me draw the line
Need to draw the line
Help me draw the line
Pack your bags we're going home
Pack your bags we're going, yeah
Had to draw the line
Pack your bags we're going home
Pack your bags we're going, yeah
Had to draw the line
Pack your bags we're going home
Had to draw the line