Where The Sidewalk Ends

Listen up children, I have a sad tale to tell
About the man who owned the place where music used to dwell
He wanted to be richer; we knew there'd come the day
When he would turn to us and this is what he'd say

This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends

He sold it to two ladies who thought they knew it all
They took it down and wrecked it, down to the very walls
And when they opened up again, it had lost all of its soul
He sold it out from under us for a price in gold

This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends

Gone, all gone
Gone, all gone
Gone, all gone

The moral of this story is that they can steal our space
Erase all our history; everything that had a face
Turn it from a monument into just another dive
But Sidewalk is dead, and we're still alive

This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends

This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends
This is where the Sidewalk ends



Credits
Writer(s): Ernesto Rayside
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