When I'll hold you again With my arms spread out With everything I know And the way things could go 'bout the weight of the world So live up my friend Step back again For somethings will be given For some you'll have to bend

I'll never do it 'cause you treat me wrong You'll never do it, come and sing my song Living in another way, Living in another way Don't you see that I want to touch your body To live it up just another day Don't stop put it down) To live it up every

We'll carry on Your memory will carry on Will never take my heart You can try You'll never break me When I was a young boy My father took me into the city To see a marching band He said, son, when you grow up

When I'll hold you again With my arms spread out With everything I know And the way things could go 'bout the weight of the world So live up my friend Step back again For somethings will be given For some you'll have to bend

I'll never do it ''cause you treat me wrong You'll never do it, come and sing my song Living in another way, Don't you see that Living in another way I want to touch your body To live it up just another day Don't stop put it down) To live it up every

Have you seen my wife, Mr. Jones? Do you know what it's like on the outside? Don't go talking too loud, you'll cause a landslide, Mr. Jones. In the event of something happening to me, There is something I would like you all to see. It's just a photograph

So give me all your poison And give me all your pills And give me all your hopeless hearts And make me ill You're running after something That you'll never kill If this is what you want You'll never make me leave

But you'll think of me Take your memories I don't need 'em And take your cap and leave my sweater In fact I'll feel a whole lot better 'Cause we have nothing left to weather Take your records, take your freedom Take your space and take your reasons So

These mist covered mountains Are a home now for me But my home is the lowlands And always will be Some day you'll return to Your valleys and your farms And you'll no longer burn To be brothers in arms Through these fields of destruction

Rage and hate Don't think you'll live I don't think you'll live Pain is my reward from psychotic tendencies Rage is my release Hate relentlessly With pain and rage and hatred relentlessly