Compositor: Christopher Joseph Ward
Now I watched my brothers fall
Fall one at a time
A piece of me went with each
One of them when they died
But in the minutes, hours and days after they were gone
The vultures all gathered 'round
To talk about how bad my brothers were
And all of their crimes
So I spoke up
Tried to set the record straight
I was never too good at keeping my mouth shut
Soon enough they all turned on me
Heapin' upon me all their lies
Told me: You ain't never gonna work in this town no more
Now I'm low, yes I'm low
Well I'm low on ammo
And I don't know how I'll stay alive
Now I'm low, yes I'm low
Well I'm low on ammo
And I've got nothing left but my will to survive
Even the people I thought were my friends
Want to try and bring me down now
Yeah I'm getting' kind of tired of it all
'Cause while they sip the corporate Kool-aid
And try to rewrite history with lies
I'm just trying to fly my brothers' flag high
All the waning loyalties
And money lawyers and greed, well
They won't ever bring me down
But I'm asking you now friend
To lend a brother a hand
'Cause Johnny, Joey and dee Dee belong to us
And we gotta keep their spirit alive
Now I'm low, yes I'm low
Well I'm low on ammo
And I don't know how I'll stay alive
Now I'm low, yes I'm low
Well I'm low on ammo
And I've got nothing left but my will to survive
But it's gonna be hard for them to keep me down
I ain't afraid of a little fight
They can hold back my hard earned money all they want to
'Cause I got the truth
Yeah I got the truth on my side, hey
Now I'm low, yes I'm low
Well I'm low on ammo
And I don't know how I'll stay alive
Now I'm low, yes I'm low
Well I'm low on ammo
And I've got nothing left but my will to survive
And I've got nothing left but my will to survive
And I've got nothing left but my will to survive