There's a war in the city it happens every night all dressed up and lookin' for a fight a myriad of frat boys out on the attack they're all fucking drunk and looking for a skull to crack it's an urban warfield don't walk alone it's an urban warfield we might hafta fight our whole way home because the future of america is roving through the streets trying to kick out the shit outta every one of us they see These stupid assholes think that they're always right they wanna kick my ass, but I won't go down without a fight at 2am when the bars let out from several blocks away we can hear'em shout we're gonna have to fight, or we're gonna hafta run this motherfucker looks like he weighs a half a ton War.
