We stayed up up all night long Made our drinks too strong Feeling ten feet tall Ropes swinging into the water In the middle of the night Like oh oh oh oh oh Breaking our boots in Stomping on the ground we grew up up on Yeah, we were raised on it

Three hammers high, Force and the fire Three hammers high For the world re-unites Fight for our lives! As we hold up up the three hammers high in the burning red sky Protectors of Mankind Raise Raise your swords, sound the final war cry

We're up up all night to get lucky (We're up up all night to get lucky) (We're up up all night to get) We've come too far to give up up who we are So let's raise raise the bar and our cups to the stars She's up up all night 'til the sun I'm up up all night to get some She's up up

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up up out of the water Raise Raise my hands up up to the father

On the day the wall came down They threw the locks onto the ground And with glasses as high we raised a cry for freedom had arrived The Ship of Fools had finally run aground Promises lit up up the night like paper doves in flight I dreamed you had left my

There I was, now here I am I got off track, I made mistakes Back slid my way into that place where souls get lost Lines get crossed And the pain won't go away I hit my knees, now here I stand I came up up out of the water Raise Raise my hands up up to the father

Na-na, na-na-na, na Friday can't come fast enough Here's to another week gone Raise 'em up up and sing along Let the good times roll when the guitars play Alarm clock, ding-dong, pants up up, boots on Coffee, cigarette, blue-collar breakfast Hard hat, fork

More miracles than magic tricks More green grass grows, and green old dollar bills More babies raised, and raising hell More get back up up, sometimes you fail Well, I don't know it it all Hey, but I know how it it feels To be the guy that's trying to come back

Mama raised a soldier (huh, yuh) Not no bitch, not no bitch, uh (yuh, ayy) Cocaine for my breakfast (what?) Hold that pistol, ambidextrous, uh (yuh, yuh) Pussy boy talk reckless (ayy) He might end up up on a stretcher, uh (yuh, bitch) Fuck with my set (ayy)

The Rites of Man Let me hear the band Play the Rites of Man Come on and lift my head Lead me to the door Oh make me understand Raise Raise me off the floor Come on and pick me up up Found my coat