Hammer Fight - Made In Rock Lyrics
We honed our craft in squalorSquat on floors, sleeping in carsFor a half hour to hollerIn the corner of dive barsIt's a long way to the top, and we're used to living lowKilled another crowd tonight and that's all we have to showLiars and thieves, snakes in the leavesVultures just waiting to biteKicked in the head; robbed, left for deadWithout even seeing the fightAbandoned by some we called brotherThose who all swore to stay trueSpit on your memory and try this againThis time we got nothing to loseI look out ahead and I see a steep climbDon't think twice about scaling the peaksAnd we're willing to die for one shot at the goldAnd we'll chase that damn prize til we're withered and oldMaybe, baby we can find a way outWithout youMaybe we can get out of this placeAnd when we doHit the ground at a record paceGrab the world by it's throat and spit right in it's face