He's like the sheep dog off the chain tonight
And the girl looks good standing in the street light
But there's no room for him in her mind
'Cause she can see he's on the Breadline
Just a bit of lovin', come on home and make it true now
Just a bit of livin', bit more love to push it through
He walks alone now, without a setback
He don't believe in any handicap
Fate to him is just a brat
He's gonna hit the big time in spite of that, alright
Just a bit of lovin', come on home and make it true now
Just a bit of livin', bit more love to push it through
Could you still cope with life without a home
A job or wife
Why don't you face the fact
You could never be sure of any of that
Look out in your backyard there's people like that
Living under the stars
We're all making it on the Breadline
Drop your tools on the production line
Stick with us or you'll fall behind
'Cause we're all making it on the Breadline
There he is again, he's yelling his head off to his friends
He says there's never any credit given
When credit should be due
Well I've worked my guts out
To see it's all shot through
And we're still all livin' on the Breadline
Work it out come on
Just a bit of wear and tear
Fish for mudcrabs dig for lizards
That's all it takes
Livin' on the breadline
Could you still cope with life without a home
A job or wife
Why don't you face the fact
You could never be sure of any of that
'Cause we're unloved; unrecognized
Looking rejection in the eye
We're all making it on the Breadline
Drop your tools on the production line
Stick with us or you'll fall behind
'Cause we're all making it on the Breadline