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