By the time we crossed the border|The sun had barely set|And our girlfriends were home sleeping|With the wives that we had left|Then the engine blewMaker |And had nothing left to give|Between the beers and songs|What else is there to live||Hold on tightly|Hold on to me|I've never needed time to breathe||Each foe we encountered|we slayed with our rock|We met many creatures|but few who could talk|The path of destruction is far and it's wide|With signs of construction to keep us alive||We tried to help build wherever we could|If you're better at breaking|then stick with what's good|No gods to offend here|We can't make them cry|We're thousands of miles|From their prying eyes|If they sat in our presence they'd die!||Hold on tightly|Hold on to me|I've never needed time||We've shouldered the burden|The weight of the crowd|We learned quiets fine|But what's better is loud|It's damn hard to speak when you don't have a voice|And damn hard to choose when you don't have a choice||We'll bathe you in beer and drench you in sweat|And give you a night you'll never forget|It's fine to venture out on your own|Up here in the lights we're never alone|Up here, you're never alone||So hold on tightly|Hold on to me|I've never needed time||It's all just a warning|Acceptable for some|By the time it hits you|It's already begun|The path to the horizon|Is a harrowing drive|But we'll drive on through the night|They'll never take us alive!||GO!