Jane she got excavated
By a trader dealing in old lines
Then she got a paper
From a mailer telling her more lies

Chorus (sing first half on first chorus):
So here we go
Down an endless road where we know
Nothing good here will ever grow
Were wasting our own time
And better know
Everyday life will carry on
Everyday when youre not so strong
Youre wasting your own time

Says she knows more than she lets on
Thats how she gets on when she is outside
When the wind comes on harder
She needs a shelter of their warm lies

Repeat chorus

She was taken last sunday
To a safe place dealing in this line
Then she got her papers
From a faceless who wont tell her one more time