Glory Days

It wasn't thunder, or a shot across the bows

That was blood, my friend, and you're in for it now

When the whip cracks, that's your calling card

For your brothers and the boys doing press-ups in the yard

Glory days, glory days

You threw them all away

You should have known better

You should have known better

When the cock crows at the break of dawn

It should be crying freedom, but it's nothing but a yawn

Don't touch me, you're a marked man now

You can say goodbye to the last gang in town

Glory days, glory days

You threw them all away

You should have known better

You should have known better

And we told your girl you wished you were there

There were hands everywhere, she was too drunk to care

And we miss you, when we're out on the town

While you're doing yours at the pleasure of the crown

And the victim of what you did

Was just talked out of a suicide bid

And the girls scream: You'll get yours yet!

We all saw the footage, it was up on the net

Glory days, glory days

You threw them all away

You should have known better

You'd better forget her

Glory days, glory days

You threw them all away

You should have known better

You should have known better