A fine line between freedom and slavery

[skippenskop]

Hey you
You over there
Looking kinda hot under all those lights
Looking pretty pretty under all that hair
Looking back at me with that red party cup stare

And hey
Someday
We'll die and rot away
But we
Will never be
As dirty as we are today

What's that
What did you say
Talk talk talking loud in the center of the crowd
Laughing all along, did I make you laugh that way
Sweat dripping from your head onto the bed where we lay

And hey
Someday
We'll die and rot away
But we
Could never be
As dirty as we are today

The living the living the living the living
The filthy living
And loving and loving and loving and loving
The filthy loving