Lateral Climb
Robben Ford Lyrics


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The sun heats up another working day
Coffee, tea, and I'm on my way
Try to beat the traffic
And maybe yesterdays time
Try to make a little progress
In what's lookin' like a lateral climb

Put behind me, my spendthrift ways
And I've made more money than I did in those days
Used to carry a debt of twenty grand
(bankin kind?)
And I've still got nothin'
It's lookin like a lateral climb

Our leader's addicted
To oil and war
Says it's freedom that we're fightin' for
Applause, applause
For bald face white collar crime
And they leave you stranded
Believin' in a lateral climb

The sun heats up another working day
Coffee, tea, and I'm on my way
What once was a dollar
Is lookin' more like a dime
Heads up people




It's nothin' but a lateral climb
A lateral climb

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Robben Ford's song "Lateral Climb" describe the monotonous routine of a common man, who tries to advance in life step by step but seems to be stuck in a lateral dimension. The singer starts his working day, sipping coffee or tea, and battling the traffic to reach his workplace. He declares his intention to surpass his last day's work, as if he is racing in a never-ending competition with himself. However, despite his efforts, the progress he makes appears limited and slow. He compares his struggles to a lateral climb, where he moves horizontally but not vertically, and his attempts of self-improvement are a reflection of this unfruitful struggle.


The next stanza points to our system's corrupt leadership, addicted to oil and war, seeking praise for their crimes that have affected the masses. The misplaced applause is yet another proof of the lateral climb that we encounter. As we continue fighting for freedom, we remain stranded, relentlessly participating in the cycle of the lateral climb, where progress is a mirage.


The singer concludes the song by declaring that we must remember how insignificant our efforts are in comparison to the world's current structure. All these battles for economic prosperity, power, or peace are futile in the grand scheme of things, where we are nothing more than ants on a stack of rocks.


Line by Line Meaning

The sun heats up another working day
Starting a new day for work under the burning sun


Coffee, tea, and I'm on my way
Having a routine morning drink and getting prepared to go to work


Try to beat the traffic
Attempting to avoid the rush hour


And maybe yesterdays time
Wishing to be more productive than previous days


Try to make a little progress
Hoping to accomplish something small at work


In what's lookin' like a lateral climb
Feeling stuck in a situation with no real advancement


Put behind me, my spendthrift ways
Leaving behind a wasteful past


And I've made more money than I did in those days
Earning more than in the past


Used to carry a debt of twenty grand
Having owed a significant amount of money in the past


And I've still got nothin'
Despite earning more, not feeling fulfilled


It's lookin like a lateral climb
Continuing to feel stuck with no real progress


Our leader's addicted
The people in charge are obsessed


To oil and war
Their focus is on fuel and conflict


Says it's freedom that we're fightin' for
Justifying their actions in the name of liberty


Applause, applause
Receiving praise regardless of wrongdoings


For bald face white collar crime
Being rewarded for white-collar crimes in plain sight


And they leave you stranded
The corrupt authorities abandon the common people


Believin' in a lateral climb
Feeling stuck without any real change in sight


What once was a dollar
The worth of money has decreased


Is lookin' more like a dime
Money is now worth less than it used to be


Heads up people
Be alert


It's nothin' but a lateral climb
The struggle continues with no real progress




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