Jane She Got Excavated

Jane she got excavated By a trader dealing in old lines Then she got her papers From a mailer telling her more lies So here we go Down an endless road where we know Nothing good here will ever grow We're wasting our own time Says she knows more than she lets on That's how she gets on when she is outside When the wind comes on harder She needs a shelter of their warm lies So here we go Down an endless road where we know Nothing good here will ever grow We're wasting our own time And better know Everyday life will carry on Everyday when you're not so strong You're wasting your own time She was taken last Sunday To a safe place dealing in this line Then she got her papers From a faceless who won't tell her one more time So here we go Down an endless road where we know Nothing good here will ever grow We're wasting our own time And better know Everyday life will carry on Everyday when you're not so strong You're wasting your own time