Every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world
And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl
Love ´n´ hate hate tattoed across the knuckles of his hands
The hands that slap his kids around ´cause they don´t understand.

[Refrain] x2 :
Death or glory becomes just another story

´N´ 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
That he who fucks nuns will later join the church.

[Refrain] x2

See you in the gunsights you say hello
I say ok don´t wanna play the show
all you are thinking ´bout is death or glory
now playing the losers game, surely it´s better now

[Refrain] x2

From every dingy basement on every dingy street
I hear every dragging handclap over every dragging beat
That´s just the beat of time, the beat that must go on
If you been trying for years, then we already heard your song.

[Refrain] x2