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Breadline
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Breadline.
Lyrics By Jules Landau.
What do they do in that little red room?
Drink bolly through the bust while they cook up the next boom
Behind crow black curtains in blood silhouette
Be certain the urchins get deeper in debt…
Chorus-
A friend in need has a mouth to feed
What’s mine is mine
We’re all on the breadline
Living hand to mouth
Got no money to fly south
Please be kind, help us wine
We’re all on the breadline…
The horse has long bolted the riders have fled
You cannot trust a jockey but to hold back a nags’ head
A stewards enquiry is all the losers get
Be certain the urchins get deeper in debt…
Chorus
Blessed are the poor
Said some fat cat before
He licked the cream and kicked the bums away from his front door
Well it don’t seem true to me
poverty won’t set you free
but the poor won’t rise and make reprise
as long as there’s TV…
‘Here they are now Morecambe and Wise…’
Breadline, on the breadline
You may slave but you’ll never save
You’re living you’re dying
On the breadline...
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