C
G Now every cheap hood
strikes a bargain with the world
F
C
G And ends up making
payments on a sofa or a girl C
G Love and hate tattooed
across the knuckles of his hands F
C
G Hands that slap his
kids around 'cause they don't understand how
F
C
G
C CHORUS:
Death or glory becomes just another story
F
C
G
C
Death or glory becomes just another story
Now every
gimmick-hungry yob 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 He who fucks nuns will
later join the church
CHORUS
BRIDGE1: F
C fear in the down
sex, they
say lie low you say
ok,
don't wanna play a show no other
thinking,
would you get that boy now playing the blues of
kings, sure looks better now
CHORUS
In every dingy
basement on every dingy street Every dragging
handclap over every dragging beat It's just the beat of
time, the beat that must go on If you've been trying
for years, we already heard your song
CHORUS
F
C
F
C (throughout) BRIDGE: 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
We're gonna fight you brother, we're gonna fight 'til you lose
We're gonna raise trouble, we're gonna raise hell
We're gonna fight you brother, we're gonna raise hell