The Police and the Private (Dirt Road Version)

Get straight and wait here while I try to find the exit sign
 When will you stop asking strangers
 No one wants what we want
 Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bag
 Never expect to be sure
 You're working for the police and the private
 Pirates and the pilots
 Fingerprinted, waiting for the train
 The doctor, the writer, the garbage collector
 Fingerprinted, waiting for the train
 Lord, lord, mother, we are all losing love
 Lord, listen, lover, we are all missing mama
 Lord, lord, mother, we are all losing love
 Lord, listen, lover, we are all missing mama
 There's a place that ends here, I know
 When they close the gates, I'll cry
 I'm so tired of never sleeping
 The whole world wants what we're on
 Didn't make this up, I learned, I learned it from a friend
 My friend is coming clean, she told me
 Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bed
 Never expect to be sure
 Who you're working for
 You're working for the police and the private
 Pirates and the pilots
 Fingerprinted, waiting for the train
 The doctor, the writer, the hairdresser
 Felt up and fingerprinted, waiting for the train
 Lord, lord, mother, we are all losing love
 Lord, listen, lover, we are all missing mama
 Lord, lord, mother, we are all losing love
 Lord, listen, lover, we are all missing mama
 Lord, lord, mother, we are all losing love
 Lord, listen, lover, we are all missing mama
 Lord, lord, mother, we are all losing love
 Lord, listen, lover, we are all losing love
 Got to get out
 Got to get to you, the orphanage is closing in an hour