I’ll wait for you when the battle gets through
I’ll be on top of the hill waving my arms all around
And I’ll know which one is you when the army marches through, ‘cause
You’ll wave yours too, you’ll wave yours too

Woke up one morning yawnin’, had a big black eye on my face
Didn’t fight no one, it seems I must have beat myself up instead
But I don’t do that no more,
Seems this fool has learned a thing or two about keepin’ score

And whats more I find Im wasting time all day,
Searchin for that useless string of words I’m dying to say:
My words fail me as I stumble, fumble, crumple, and fall
Won’t be the first time I’ve bled, won’t be the last time by far

And I’ll be by your side if you get drunk and gotta fight
We’ve all been there once or twice, when shits fucked up, when shit ain’t right
Swing those knuckles if you gotta, know I’ll be there right beside ya
To pick up the pieces as they fall, cause a broken knuckle’s better than a broken heart

Some love is better than none at all, sometimes you get to pick a place before you fall
Sometimes you gotta just roll with the punches man, sometimes you gotta fake a bow to your uncle sam
sometimes you wash up on the rocks and not the sand, thats all right if you’ve got a helping hand
You know what man yeah, you’ll be fine, I got your back if you got mine

I know its been a long, long time, since I told ya
I know its been a long, long time since you heard it from me
I know its been a long, long time since I told ya
I know its been a long, long time, well here we go, here we go again
I know that its a long, long road you’ve been travelin’
You know that it ain’t been no cakewalk for me either my friend
You know its been a long, long time since I told ya
You know its been a long, long time.....

Even in the Stew of Society, the Scum rises to the Top! Well
Even in the Stew of Society, the Scum rises to the Top!

And I say now Frankie! Why you gotta be gone?
I say now Frankie! Why you gotta be gone?
Man, fuck that!
You're in everything I do, yeah, everything I've done, yeah, every note of every song I've sung
Take you with me everywhere I go, take you with me in the studio!
Ooh I wouldn't have it any other way, maybe one but that's ok cause
We got the vibrations, we gonna move this nation! because
Even in the Stew of Society, the Scum rises to the Top! Well
Even in the Stew of Society, the Scum rises to the Top!

And I’ll hold your hand, as you lay dieing in the sand
In some forgotten foreign land, fightin for some monkey-suited man
So We can tell ‘em ‘bout how grand he was in all those fucking history books Written in the blood of Hard workin’ men like us

We’ll burn these flags for freedom yeah, we’ll howl at the moon!
We’ll kiss and cuss and carry on and beat our chests like wild baboons
We’ll been singin through the night, we’ll be peaceful folks, we won’t start no fight
When we get home, If we get home:

I’ll wait for you when the battle gets through
I’ll be on top of the hill waving my arms all around
And I’ll know which one is you when the army marches through, ‘cause
You’ll wave yours too, you’ll wave yours too!

You’ll wave yours too, you’ll wave yours too......