Take A Long Line

He was selling postcards from a paper stand Whiskey bottle in his withered hand Put a finger on a photo from an old magazine Saw himself in the shadow of a dream Found him with head inside a tin-pot crown Told him his feet stank and took him downtown Called him agitator a spy and thief Shut him up in solitary third degree Take a long line Take a long line Take a long line Reel him in He tried to appeal to the king of might Said I’m just exercising my sacred right The king he said You ain't got no rights You're a madman a traitor get outta my sight Take a long line Take a long line Take a long line Reel him in Found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown Told him his feet stank and took him downtown Called him agitator a spy and thief Shut him up in solitary third degree They put him aboard a well wound whirlwind Pulled out his teeth and they told him to grin He gave em a smile pulled out a bottle of wine And said I never existed you've been wasting your time Take a long line Take a long line Take a long line reel him in Take a long line Take a long line Take a long line reel him in Take a long line Take a long line Take a long long long line reel him in