Death or Glory - Remastered

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 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
 Death or glory
 Becomes just another story
 Death or glory
 Becomes just another story
 And every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock and roll
 Grabs the mic 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
 Death or glory
 Becomes just another story
 Death or glory
 Becomes just another story
 Oh, ah ah ah, ow, ow
 Oh, ah ah ah, ow, ow
 Oh, ah ah ah, ow, ow
 Fear in the gun-sights, they say lie low
 You say ok, don't wanna play the show
 Now all you're thinking, "Was it death or glory now?"
 Playing the blues for pennies sure looks better now
 Death or glory
 Just another story
 Death or glory
 Just another story
 From 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 'lready heard your song
 Death or glory
 Becomes just another story
 Death or glory
 Just another story
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 Gonna march a long way
 Fight a long time
 Got to travel over mountains
 Got to 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
 Raise hell
 Death or glory
 Becomes just another story
 Death or glory
 Becomes just another story
 Death or glory
 Just another story
 Death or glory
 Becomes just another story