Breaking Strings

One step forward, two steps back
 Jill came runnin' down the hill just to find Jack
 Laying there with his head splayed out on the ground
 When there ain't nobody there to help him around
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 There's a hole in the bucket I brought from the well
 I found the meaning of life, but I got no one to tell
 They all say they wanna help but they never commit
 'Cause the seat of my pants are all covered in shit
 Breaking strings, I'm just breaking strings
 For I get all tuned up and ready to sing
 It all goes to hell as far as I can tell
 I better get used to the sting 'cause I'm just here breaking strings
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 Eh, my feet faced back when I was born
 But I just can't seem to land on them no more
 I'm down on my luck, my lucks down on me
 Keep looking over my shoulder, but there's nothin' to see
 Breaking strings, I'm just breaking strings
 For I get all tuned up and ready to sing
 It all goes to hell as far as I can tell
 I better get used to the sting 'cause I'm just here breaking strings
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 Fair is foul, foul is fair
 Hover through the fog and the filthy air
 Breaking strings, I'm just breaking strings
 For I get all tuned up and ready to sing
 It all goes to hell as far as I can tell
 I better get used to the sting 'cause I'm just here breaking strings
 Ooh-ooh