Death Or Glory

Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl Love an' hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands Hands that slap his kids around 'cause they don't understand how Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story An' every gimmick hungry yob, digging gold from rock 'n' roll Grabs the mic to tell us, he'll die before he's sold But I believe in this and it's been tested by research He who f**ks nuns will later join the Church Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story Fear in the down s*x, they say lie low And you say okay, don't wanna play a show No other thinking, would you get that boy now Playing the blues of kings, sure looks better now Death or glory, just another story Death or glory, just another story From every dingy basement, on every dingy street Every dragging handclap over every dragging beat That's just the beat of time, the beat that must go on If you've been trying for years, we already heard your song Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory, just another story Gotta launch long way Fight a long time Get to travel over mountains Got to travel over seas We gonna fight your brother We gonna fight 'till you loose We gonna raise trouble We gonna raise hell We gonna fight your brother Raise hell Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory, just another story Death or glory becomes just another story