Here it comes, here comes the night Here it comes, hell in the night We're fightin' for the gods of war but what the hell we we fightin' for? There ain't gonna be heroes Oh, here it comes, here comes the night That's right We're fightin' with the gods of

We'll have to fight (We gon' fight) You're right, you're right, you're so right Africans a-liberate Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe) Brother you're right, you're right, We gonna fight (We gon' fight) Fighting for our rights Set it up in-a Zimbabwe (Zimbabwe) Every

One more night and I can do it I can make you right One more time, one more slide One more cash, baby one more lie we we gonna do this straight up we we ain't gonna fight Just one more, just one more night One more time, one more night One more baby just get

Oh she's only seventeen Whine whine whine, weep over everything Bloody Mary breakfast busting up the street Brothers fighting, when's the baby gonna sleep Heaving ship too sails away Said it's a culmination of a story and a goodbye session It's a tick of

Everybody's feelin' fine And everything will be alright Every little things gonna be alright Cause we we chillin' in the summer time, Not a cloud in the sky I don't wanna fuss and fight, no Life's to short to waste time oh-no Cause the we're soakin' up the

Whoa, there's a party at a rich dude's house If ya wanna go, let me know We're gonna fight till we we do it right So let's, whoa Come on, let's do it Come on, let's do this (We don't care) Swimming pool, limousines (come on, let's do it)

Stand up for your rights Get up, stand up Don't give up the fight And now we we see the light We We gonna stand up for our rights Come on brothers, get up, stand up You, preacher man don't tell me Heaven is under the earth You a duppy and you don't know

I wanna die If you're the death of me darlin' Somebody always loses And we we still play the game Lets make it up baby Cause I ain't gonna fight I know you ain't a liar But you don't tell the truth And you're walkin' on a wire

Death or glory becomes just another story Death or glory just another story We We gonna fight your brother Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world And ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl Love 'n' hate tattooed across the knuckles of

No, we ain't gonna take it Oh we're not gonna take it Oh we're not gonna take it anymore We're right (yeah) We're free (yeah) We'll fight (yeah) You'll see (yeah) We're not gonna take it