(Blackmore/Gillan/Glover/Lord/Paice)


  I'm living in this line
  I know my place, could think of no way
  Of edging along in a loser's race
  The line was moving slowly
  Day by night
  Everybody's shuffling on to keep a place in the line

  Nine long years I've been in line
  Getting nowhere there is no reason
  For this line I don't care.
  Everybody's standing in the burning sun
  Everybody's shuffling on keeping a place in the line

  Don't you think we're gonna make it
  We've got a place in line
  We're gonna make it some time
  Somehow