Girl, you're gonna hurt somebody Make somebody bleed Yeah, you're gonna hurt somebody God, I hope it's me And God, I hope it's me Well, you ain't that old but you ain't that young You've lived a life but you ain't quite done All eyes on you everywhere

Well come on back and try to get some today Well somebody's gonna do it again Gonna make me turn against all of my friends So you better have something damn worthy to say Who told ya, who told ya They're growing dope everywhere around the block Somebody

And we'll be fine circling each other How long, how long will we try to make it together It's too long, it's too long, we could die, just hanging here forever Hold on, hold on we'll get by as static space lovers A circuit lightning You glisten back It

We're gonna make it REPEAT CHORUS We'll make it Been fighting for so long don't know which way up is Been stuck and ripped and burnt till it feels like nothin' Our time will come and when it's over and it's done Those fools are gonna know that we ain't

Rock and roll band, everybody's waitin' Getting' crazy, anticipatin' Love and music, play, play, play, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Well, we were just another band out of Boston On the road and tryin' to make ends meet Playin' all the bars, sleepin' in our

What you call me? (tramp!) No you didn't! (you don't wear continental clothes, or Stetson hats) Well, I tell you one doggone thing It makes me feel good to know one thing, I know I am a lover (Matter of opinion) that's all right, mama was, papa too And

We can go nowhere but up (Nowhere but oh up, whoa whoa) We'll take you to the sky past the moon As long as you're with me baby Honestly (honestly) With the strength of our love We can make the sun shine in the moonlight That we can go nowhere but up From

'Cause I know just what I'm gonna do Well I gotta get drunk, I sure do dread it I start to spend my money, call everybody honey I spend my whole paycheck on some old wreck And brother, I could name you a few And I wouldn't think of lettin' them down

A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all They hurt you at home and they

We mash up the place Turn up the bass Pack up and run We'll pack up and run We'll pack up and run away, huh? And make them all have fun Make it burn them And we will end your week