Lyrics

Are you cool to lend a man a hand.....
When he's beat down by the world and lying there?
Or take the bait and run away across the land?
The doorman waits for you to try to understand

When the bottom dollar falls out underneath
And I need to get myself up on my two feet
And it's getting hard to make the ends meet
They never said it's easy

Walkin from the future that we don't to have
The day is right for us to up and pack our bags
We'll be making for the light in the sun
Staying up all night until our day is won

When the bottom dollar falls out underneath
And I need to get myself up on my two feet
And it's getting hard to make the ends meet
They never said it's easy