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Ain't got no jobAin't got no smokeAin't got a carHis life's a jokeLiving on the skidsThinks the world's just fineForgot what he didDancing on the breadlineNo one there to bind himNothing to remind himNowhere left to find himAbout to lose his lifelineHe's dancing on the breadlineForgot who he isForgot who he wasUsed to call the shotsNow he can't connect the dotsA mover and shakerGetting closer to his makerLower than a hemlineDancing on the breadlineNo one there to bind himNothing to remind himNowhere left to find himAbout to lose his lifelineHe's looking for a headlineSniffing up the white linesHe's dancing on the breadlineWatch him danceAbout to lose his lifelineHe's looking for a headlineSniffing up the white linesHe's dancing on the breadlineAbout to lose his lifelineHe's dancing on the breadlineNo one, nothing, nowhereDancing on the breadlineHe forgot and he ain't got nothing