MOG

Death or glory, just another story
Death or glory becomes just another story

Fear in the down sex, they say lie low

Death or glory, just another story

Death or glory becomes just another story
Death or glory becomes just another story
That's just the beat of time, the beat that must go on
No other thinking, would you get that boy now
An' every gimmick hungry yob, digging gold from rock 'n' roll

Get to travel over mountains

Death or glory becomes just another story

And you say okay, don't wanna play a show
Death or glory, just another story
But I believe in this and it's been tested by research

Hands that slap his kids around 'cause they don't understand how
Raise hell
We gonna raise trouble
Fight a long time
Death or glory becomes just another story
He who fucks nuns will later join the Church
From every dingy basement, on every dingy street
Death or glory, just another story

We gonna fight your brother
Got to travel over seas
Every dragging handclap over every dragging beat
We gonna raise hell
We gonna fight your brother

Death or glory becomes just another story
We gonna fight 'till you loose
Death or glory becomes just another story
Grabs the mic to tell us, he'll die before he's sold
If you've been trying for years, we already heard your song
Playing the blues of kings, sure looks better now
Gotta launch long way
Love an' hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands