Lyrics

Man standing with a placard Smiling at the traffic in the middle of the boulevard Hey, hey, hey "God bless, it's a big mess Got hurt, can't work and I use to have a family But they've gone... away" I recognize his face from another time He does not recall my name Just one slip, one unlucky day What's yours could be mine The coin toss could go either way... it's a very fine line Sharp suit with his black boots Got in and made a killin' and retired with a parachute Hey, hey, hey So annoyed with the unemployed Still I gave the bum a dollar and I hit the gas Then I was on my way (what a lucky day) I recognize his face from another time He does not recall my name Just one slip, one unlucky day And what's yours could be mine (what's yours is mine) Coin toss could go either way... it's a very fine line All the sinful saints and all the holy whores I still stand to take the blame Just one slip, one unlucky day And what's yours could be mine (what's yours is mine) One wrong move and I'd hear you say That used to be mine It's a very fine line (It's a very fine line) It's a very fine line (It's a very fine line) It's a very fine line (It's a very fine line) It's a very fine line (It's a very fine...)