Same old hassle every night

All we do is fuss and fight

Ain't no use in talking, might as well start walking

Walking out into the night



You get your gun, I'll get mine

We can do it just one time

If we live no longer, it won't get no stronger

Then we'll know who's really right



All we do is weep and moan

Trying to build ourself a home

Ain't no shame in trying, ain't no use denying

Everything will be alright