Walking On a Thin Line

Laying all your money on the horses ain't never gonna win
And sitting around waiting for ships ain't never coming in
You're putting all your eggs in one basket
There's a question out there you're afraid to ask it
Look in the mirror see your evil twin

You're walking on a think line
Waiting for the big sign - walking on a thin line

The ran a story about you this morning in the New York Post
Say you love to play with fire but you go to close
You went running with the devil but you ran to far
Now your the headless body in a topless bar
Never took time to get tight with the Holy Ghost

Seems like every day someone else hits the wall
Mr. Reaper gonna cut you down if you stand too tall
So just go about your business keep your head real low
Maybe there's things you not supposed to know
Fly to close to the sun, be prepared to fall