Fine Line - Douwe Bob

They drew a fine line between the good and evil

They drew a fine line between the right and wrong

See one man kills and gets the chair

Another kills and gets a medal

They drew a fine line between the right and wrong

They drew a fine line between the man and people

They drew a fine line between the blacks and whites

See one child is born free

While the other is born in shackles

They drew a fine line between you and me

They drew a fine line between the grave and cradle

They didn’t draw no line between the state and church

See one child grows up to command

The other child to listen

They drew big fat lines all across the earth

They run their country on amphetamines

They run us over with their limousines

Waiting in line for the cash machine

Beggin' for my money and my hopes and my dreams

They always seem to find another enemy

'Cause it’s the best way to fuel the economy

And when the hat nuts rage in the streets

They just make 'em a promise that isn’t meant to keep

They drew fine line

They drew a fine line between the good and evil

They drew a fine line between the right and wrong

See one man kills and gets the chair

Another kills and gets a medal

They drew a fine line between the right a wrong