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

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

Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Listening to the wind of change Where the children of tomorrow dream away In the wind of change I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams With you and me

Raise your horns raise them up to the sky We will drink to glory tonight Raise your horns for brave fallen friends So pour the beer for thirsty men A drink that they have earned And pour a beer for those who fell For those who did not return Victory we

(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

(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

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,

Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Listening to the wind of change Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away) I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) An