Down the Line

I don't want your Wall Street

Don't got no degree

Written on the concrete

A.C.A.B.

Could it really tell you

What I'm tryin' to find?

Everyone's so boring

Makes me wanna lose my mind

So call me up tonight

If you need somewhere to get out of the light

These days I feel like I do nothing right

So come with me and we'll go down the line

I'm thinking of you fondly

When I'm on the train

I really hate your poetry

You hate mine the same

So call me up tonight

If you need somewhere to get out of the light

These days I feel like I do nothing right

So come with me and we'll go down the line

These days I feel like I do nothing right

So come with me and we'll go down the line