Social Distortion - 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 'n' hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands The hands that slap his kids around 'cause they don't understand how Death or glory becomes another story Death or glory is just another story 'N' every gimmick hungry snob digging gold from rock 'n' roll Grabs the mike to tell us he'll die before he's sold But I believe in this and it's been tested by research: That he who fucks nuns will later join the church Death or glory is just another story Death or glory becomes another story We're gonna march a long way We're gonna fight a long time We're gonna travel over mountains We're gonna travel over seas We're gonna fight your brother We're gonna fight until you lose We're gonna raise a lot of trouble We're gonna raise a lot of hell From every dingy basement on every dingy street Every dragging handclap or every dragging beat That's just the beat of time - the beat that must go on And if you've tried for years - then we already heard your song Death or glory is just another story Death or glory becomes another story Death or glory becomes another story Death or glory is just another story