This ain't no Hollywood revolver This ain't no New York fashion chain This ain't no free five dollar gamble This ain't no ordinary pain. This ain't no Halloween splatter show This ain't no passion play This time cannot be undone And this girl won't go out that way There ain't no space in this world Big enough for you and me. There ain't no comfort we can seek There ain't no escaping what has to be. This is the real deal This is that coca cola jive This is the deep dark delving into A buzz cut one-mind factory hive. This is that gat that got get This is that boom boom room This is that forever after That lies beyond the tomb. This ain't no Hollywood revolver This ain't no old time revenge tragedy This ain't no stunt rope dangling This is not some fake plastic tree. He said "Baby, everyone has to pick Themselves up off the ground sometime. Everyone takes their risks Some of us do the time Everyone needs to learn to dry their tears Everyone gotta live with some pain You got to get yourself together Or else hurry up and Go lay under that train."