Chalk Line

My spirit is anointed with self-esteem

So why shouldn't I cross the T's and dot the I's

I'll keep you over the brink till you figure this is not a dream

And you give up waiting for the stars to align

The merchants on the streets are selling their very souls,

But there are no buyers during this depression

The communists are eating from Tibetan singing bowls

While the fallen angel attends his first confession

And I walk a chalk line

I walk a chalk line

You spend too many hours in your hammock by the sea

Lazing in the sunlight, smoking king-size cigarettes

You act like there's nothing wrong, sipping from your ice tea

Your country's sold, but you have no debts

And I walk a chalk line

I walk a chalk line

There is no turning back, the lighthouse is on fire

I'll pack this bloody suitcase and I'll be on my way

The aliens are sweating, building an empire

And you calmly order one more of those frappés

And I walk a chalk line

I walk a chalk line

I walk a chalk line

I walk a chalk line