I'll be back one day Til I'm gone (gone) I grew tired of the same, then one night Packed my things, told the one I love Through the fight, through the pain Booked a flight, took a plane Told her not to cry Been dreaming this since I was young

Midway (Display their mind, ordering carriers, admirals at war) We'll meet at midway (To win the fight, tactics are crucial) Naval war Far from shore, a Pacific war Bombs are falling from the skies It's a bomb-run day, it's the naval way A blood-red sun

It's black as coal and it goes boy, go go go She look so cool in her new Camaro I brought my fight next to her Camaro And when I fire on a smile then she blows, she blows I'm makin' eyes through my sharp sunglasses She's such a brat now I'm packin' her

Born to be kings, princes of the universe I'm here for your love and I'll make my stand Here we are, born to be kings We're the princes of the universe Here we belong, fighting to survive In a world with the darkest powers And here we are, we're the

You'll dance to anything We are a hurricane Drop our anchors in a storm They will never be the same They're fighting with us to keep us warm 'Cause they know, I know, that they don't look like me Oh, they know, I know, that they don't sound like me

Get ready for it I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise I wish today it will rain all day Maybe that will kinda make the pain go away Trying to forgive you for abandoning me Praying but I think I'm

War in her mind Arrows in her eyes Fear where her heart should be War in your mind Shame in her cries Tears in her arteries Shame as she cries Fear where your heart should be

Rosemary you're part of me You know you are, you are, you are Truth ain't gonna change the way you lie Youth ain't gonna change the way you die Dear Rosemary You got away, got away, got away from me Now get away, get away, get away from me And on, and

Trashed and scattered again, I'm feelin' so low You waste your breath while fuckin' with me, my blood is so cold I won't be the victim, but the first to cast a stone Sedated nights to the bar room fights as metropolis takes its toll And don't you try to

Zoot suit, white jacket with side vents Five inches long I'm out on the street again And I'm leaping along I'm dressed right for a beach fight But I just can't explain Why that uncertain feeling is still Here in my brain Why should I care