Grant Lee Buffalo. SIDE BY SIDE. Zeneszám

A fear of falling, a fear that I could
From a place high above my stars, well I would
Be a liar to say I'm not scared anymore
With a fear of falling on down to the floor

To the floor, these have nots
And haves divide for table scraps
And lantern light and on this spot
At last unite side by side by side

The fear of losing this war is enough
That I hold my head some days in my gloves
And I wait for this Stone Age to slow to a stall
But I fear we're nowhere near to a crawl

To a crawl, these have nots
And haves divide for table scraps
And lantern light and on this spot
At last unite side by side by side
By side, side by side

I gotta tell you there's dissension in the soup lines
For they don't have much to show
And if you don't believe you're standing on a land mine
You'll just have to wait 'til it blows
You'll just have to wait 'til it blows, blows

To the floor, these have nots
And haves divide for table scraps
And lantern light and on this spot
At last unite side by side by side

By side, side by side by side
By side, side by side by side
By side, side by side by side

I gotta tell you
I gotta tell you
I gotta tell you

Side by side by side
Side by side by side
Side by side by side
Side by side by side
Side by side