On The Fishing Line Lyrics - Jerry Leger

Hanging on the sunset 

All he wants to do 

Is find a sweet companion 

Who don't look a bit like you 

And you'll be in good company 

With someone better than him 

In a comedy show of losers 

You gotta be lucky to win 

Animal attraction 

Welcome to the monkey house 

Hearts worn as old leather 

Making love on a tired couch 

If you die in the suburbs 

Or live it out under the city glare 

Drink fast or slowly 

It's still the same truth or dare 

Fake cops with real positions 

Politicians with fake words 

Love died without the glory 

Gloria has a habit she can't afford 

Sandman sleeping it off now 

No clouds for the stars to hide 

We see nothing but beauty 

In the way some thing's gotta die 

Eggs and bacon 

Coffee weak but cheap 

He never leaves the diner 

Til he gets a piece of that devil's cake 

Goes down well with the funnies 

They get him every time 

But nothing gets him madder 

Than a pole without the fishing line