Song Length |
3:53 |
Genre |
World - African, World - World Beat |
Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Beside Yourself |
Subject |
Power, Frustration |
Language |
English |
| |
Lyrics
Fighting in the streets
Where wrong and right don't ever meet
Hard pressed to know
What all this fighting's for
Different points of view
Are never changed by win or lose
To arms arise
Always costs too many lives
(chorus)
I Push, you push
!But that's getting us nowhere
I Pull, you pull
And we're still standing
Two too blind to see
So we just disagree
Wasting the chance, dust to dust
I push, you push enough's enough
Your rifles and your guns
Hand grenades and cocktail bombs
Innocents die
You've got to question why
For God we're fighting still
Tell me now that that's his will
So black, so white
You can't win if no one's right
(chorus)
We're fighting in the street
Well that's where they've got me Fighting in the street
Like my father before
Fighting in the street
Too much fighting
In the street
Too much fighting