Some lines are long, some lines are short
Some lines will tell you it's time to abort
Some lines mark success and others negly
Some lines will tell you, "Spend your last dime"
Some lines grew out of reason, knowledge and debate
Sometimes we don't see lines and thrust in the fate
Some lines show happiness and some spell bad luck
Some people don't have lines, no, they don't, they don't give a fuck
His lines are dirty and mark the obscene
Her lines, you hate to be in between
These lines are drawn, those are spelled out
My lines are questioned by reasonable doubt
Throw out a line and hope that she'll buy
Maybe tomorrow, maybe tonight
Beside your innocence it's just a tease
Crossing the line, begging on your knees
Some lines are broken, some will not stand
Some lines are back by popular demand
These lines are big and others are small
But it's pretty hard to follow them all
Follow them all, follow them all
Follow them all, follow them all
Follow them all, follow them all
Follow them all