Hey Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world And ends up makin' payments on a sofa or a girl "Love and hate" tattooed across the knuckles of his hands Hands that slap his kids around 'cause they don't understand how d**h or glory becomes just another story d**h or glory becomes just another story In every gimmick hungry yob diggin' gold from rock 'n' roll Grabs the mic and tell us he'll die before he's sold But I believe in this and it's been tested by research He who f**s nuns will later join the church (Chorus) Fear in the gun sights They say "Lie low" You say "Ok" Don't wanna play a show No other thinking Was it d**h or glory now? Playin' the blues of kings Sure looks better now (Chorus) In every dingy basement on every dingy street Every draggin' handclap over every draggin' beat That's just the beat of time, beat that must go on If you've been tryin' for years we already heard your song (Chorus) Gotta march a long way Fight a long time Get to travel over mountains Got to travel over seas We gonna fight your brother We gonna fight 'til you lose We gonna raise trouble We gonna raise hell We gonna fight your brother Raise hell (Chorus x2)