Pine, Pine, Pine
People do good, people do bad
Open up the church to see what they had
Pine, pine all of the time
That's the story of our lives
There's the steeple, but where's the catch?
It's underneath the highway overpass
Pine, pine, pine all the time
That's the special of the day
You meet, you cheat, and you lay down a beat
You reap what you sow and you are what you eat
And you go where you go on your own two feet
You go where you go on your own two feet
People do wrong, people do right
I've done both in the same damn night
Pine, pine, pine all the time
I'm tired of hearin' it myself
You can go left or you can go right
You can get dim or you can get bright
Decide, decide, it's decision time
So make up your mind and move along
You meet, you cheat, and you might drop the beat
You reap what you sow and you are what you eat
And you go where you go on your own two feet
You go where you go on your own two feet
You can make hay or you can make a mess
You can make hell on earth I guess
Misery, misery, company store
I owe my soul and more
Footloose and fancy free
Don't come callin' 'cause you can't catch me
I go where I go on my own two feet
I go where I go on my own two feet
Open up the church to see what they had
Pine, pine all of the time
That's the story of our lives
There's the steeple, but where's the catch?
It's underneath the highway overpass
Pine, pine, pine all the time
That's the special of the day
You meet, you cheat, and you lay down a beat
You reap what you sow and you are what you eat
And you go where you go on your own two feet
You go where you go on your own two feet
People do wrong, people do right
I've done both in the same damn night
Pine, pine, pine all the time
I'm tired of hearin' it myself
You can go left or you can go right
You can get dim or you can get bright
Decide, decide, it's decision time
So make up your mind and move along
You meet, you cheat, and you might drop the beat
You reap what you sow and you are what you eat
And you go where you go on your own two feet
You go where you go on your own two feet
You can make hay or you can make a mess
You can make hell on earth I guess
Misery, misery, company store
I owe my soul and more
Footloose and fancy free
Don't come callin' 'cause you can't catch me
I go where I go on my own two feet
I go where I go on my own two feet
Credits
Writer(s): Joel Plaskett
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