------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Another Man's Shoes - The Movement ------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Tabbed by:Croady Email:Croady@yahoo.com Tuning:Standard This could be my favorite movement song...cause its got the boss of the sauce on it! All it is G,Bm,A G Bm A Steal from ‘em when you’re late for rent / Knowin’ when you get it that it’s dated, spent / But still you keep on tickin never watchin the game / And every day your livin seems almost the same / Got to keep you head up, hard to breathe down there / At the bottom of the ocean baby nobody cares / But you keep on rollin when they keep on reelin / And if you catch the sun / You know you might catch that feelin / But you / G Bm A CHORUS: You never know when that feelin may go / And sometimes / You’ll never realize the fire in your eyes / You may never ever walk in another man’s shoes / But still you gotta / Taken the time find your mind / Find a reason to choose / Give to 'em when they want they need / Steppin on the other side watch ya feet / But still ya see G.L.A.S.S. / When you’re cut you bleed / And everybody knows / You can’t believe what you read / Got to step aside if ya wrong ya wrong / But if you turn the other cheek / Would we all get along / It's the same question / We all keep crying / Or do you know the answer / And we all keep denying / But you / CHORUS / 6 billion in the world today / People fighting and their fussing / Earth rottin away / Now it’s gotten to the point and I was wantin to say / Take a minute stop, relax and pause and pray / You can’t dance with the devil in the pale moon light / Who’s wrong, who’s right, you / I don’t wanna fight you / wanna stand tall, gotta be the role model / But it’s hard to find the answer in the bottom of a bottle / But you/ CHORUS / Let's shed a little light on this situation / I got nothing left, but the time I'm wasting. / I got nothing left to give but the flavor you're tasting / trying to run fast but the rats are racing / and I'm chasing these dreams like I'm chasing these papes / like I'm chasing the times that are changing your fate / All you need is a lil elbow grease when you're scraping by trying to rise rise til you scrape the sky / So pick me up pick me up get high , high / So pick me up pick me up get high, high / CHORUS /