Same old hassle every night   All we do is fuss and fight   Ain't no use in talking, might as well start walking   Walking out into the night   You get your gun, I'll get mine   We can do it just one time   If we live no longer, it won't get no stronger   Then we'll know who's really right   All we do is weep and moan   Trying to build ourself a home   Ain't no shame in trying, ain't no use denying   Everything will be alright