Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world
And ends up making 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
REFRÃO: Death or glory becomes just another story
Death or glory becomes just another story
Now every gimmick-hungry boy digging gold from rock-n-roll
PONTE: We're gonna march a long way, we're gonna travel a long time
We're gonna travel over mountains, we're gonna travel over seas