It's just another day in Heaven South And it's just another day in Heaven South Subwoofers booming like cannons in a square Beer battered chicken, sweet ice tea Night crawlers, crickets and a Zebco 33 Old Glory waving at you As you're driving by the

I'm on the edge with you Tonight yeah baby, tonight yeah baby I'm on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment of truth Out on the edge of glory and I'm hangin' on a moment with you I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, The edge, the edge, the edge,

(San Francisco), San Francisco (San Francisco), he he he he hey (You don't find them finer) (Searching for what we all treasure: pleasure) (Brightly on nights tell a glory story) (San Francisco), City by the Bay yeah (San Francisco), take me to the water

Pray for one last chance to prove we all belong Through the dark nights and cold days while time marches on In this life, we're running out of days We're running out of time, ignoring it's a crime No regrets, just one shot at glory Is all we got before

It's just another day in Heaven South And it's just another day in Heaven South Subwoofers booming like cannons in a square Beer battered chicken, sweet ice tea Night crawlers, crickets and a Zebco 33 Old Glory waving at you As you're driving by the

It's just another day in Heaven South And it's just another day in Heaven South Subwoofers booming like cannons in a square Beer battered chicken, sweet ice tea Night crawlers, crickets and a Zebco 33 Old Glory waving at you As you're driving by the

They'll tell the story of tonight You will be found And when our children tell their story No matter what they tell you Tomorrow there'll be more of us Telling the story of tonight We may not yet have reached our glory But I will gladly join the fight

They’ll tell the story of tonight Let’s have another round tonight Raise a glass to freedom I may not live to see our glory But I will gladly join the fight And when our children tell our story Something they can never take away No matter what they tell

(From the depths of hell in silence) (Cast their spells, explosive violence) (Russian night time flight perfected) Undetected, unexpected Wings of glory Tell their story Aviation, deviation Stealth perfected

Niggas is pimps, niggas is players Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw It was all part of the story, even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night,