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All the stories have been told |
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Of kings and days of old, |
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But there's no england now. |
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All the wars that were won and lost |
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Somehow don't seem to matter very much anymore. |
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All the lies we were told, |
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All the lies of the people running round, |
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They're castles have burned. |
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Now i see change, |
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But inside we're the same as we ever were. |
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Living on a thin line, |
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do? |
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Living on a thin line, |
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do? |
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Living on a thin line, |
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Living this way, each day is a dream. |
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What am i, what are we supposed to do? |
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Living on a thin line, |
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do? |
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Now another century nearly gone, |
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What are we gonna leave for the young? |
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What we couldn't do, what we wouldn't do, |
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It's a crime, but does it matter? |
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Does it matter much, does it matter much to you? |
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Does it ever really matter? |
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Yes, it really, really matters. |
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Living on a thin line, |
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do? |
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Living on a thin line, |
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do? |
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Now another leader says |
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Break their hearts and break some heads. |
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Is there nothing we can say or do? |
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Blame the future on the past, |
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Always lost in blood and guts. |
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And when they're gone, it's me and you. |
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Living on a thin line, |
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do? |
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Living on a thin line, |
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Tell me now, what are we supposed to do? |
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Living on a thin line. |
