Texty: Kinks. Living on a Thin Line.

All the stories have been told
Of kings and days of old
But there's no England now
All the wars that were won and lost
Somehow don't seem to matter very much anymore

All the lies we were told
All the lies of the people running 'round
They're castles have burned
Now I see change
But inside we're the same as we ever were

Living on a thin line, ooh
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line, ooh
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?

Living on a thin line
Living this way, each day's a dream
What am I, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line, ooh
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?

Now another century nearly gone
What are we gonna leave for the young?
What we couldn't do, what we wouldn't do
It's a crime but does it matter?

Does it matter much?
Does it matter much to you?
Does it ever really matter?
Yes, it really, really matters

Living on a thin line, ooh
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line, ooh
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?

Then another leader says
"Break their hearts and break some heads"
Is there nothing we can say or do?
Blame the future on the past
Always lost in blood and guts
And when they're gone, it's me and you

Living on a thin line, ooh
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?
Living on a thin line, ooh
Tell me now, what are we supposed to do?

Living on a thin line, ooh