"No Guts No Glory" lyrics

I'm the spit of my mother
And I talk like my dad
I've got the gift of the gab
Some jack the lad
I'm so independent
That I don't pick up the phone
To call my home
I didn't lick that off the stones

So I keep rolling
Like a runaway train
Keep getting older
And the world just seems to change
Keep moving faster
Now there's war in the world again
Same old story
No guts no glory, no guts no glory
No guts no glory

It's like walking on a tightrope
And you can't make no mistakes
Or they'll burn you at the stake
Cos the world is full of hate and virtue signals
You gotta join up with the mob
Or you'll be next
With their hand around your neck

So I keep rolling
Like a runaway train
Keep getting older
And the world just seems to change
Keep moving faster
Now there's war in the world again
Same old story
No guts no glory, no guts no glory
No guts no glory
It's the same old story
No guts no glory
No guts no glory

I'm from a different time bud
Just come home when the lights go on type of childhood
And I wouldn't change a thing
I'm from a different time bud
Just come home when the lights go on type of childhood
Oh and I wouldn't change a thing

So I keep rolling
Like a runaway train
Keep getting older
And the world just seems to change
Keep moving faster
Now there's war in the world again
Same old story
No guts no glory, no guts no glory
No guts no glory
It's the same old story
No guts no glory
No guts no glory
No guts no glory