Into the struggle we're born, some call it war, some call it peace, some call it war. Into the struggle we're born, some call it a rat race, blind ambition all over his face. Push can turn to shove, the old man said to me, where will it end, I just can't see. Cheap shot magazine, tell me all about the scene, take one now, it's absolutely free. What to think, where to eat, boy they really know the street, look at these designer jeans. Everybody wants to push and push, push, why do people have to push, push, push, why we always try to push, push, push, push, push. Small money, big time, crime doesn't pay, what about old you know who? Got away with everything, houses, boats, limousines, hear him sing, you can't catch me. Everybody tries to push, push, push, why do people have to push, push, push, why we always try to push, push, push, push, push. Crash your cooker, flip your lid, he's looking at you kid, have another cheers to have. Boarded up, fooled around, what's that burning, crashing sound, must be something killing something else. Tied up, nailed down, dead before he hit the ground, face to face with the gang. Way to go, let it flow, smash the window, running crazy round and around and around. Normality, formality, time to face reality, happens to the best, don't you know. Time to heal, time to heal, guess we haven't got a deal, honey are you mad at yourself? Everybody wants to push, push, push, why do people have to push, push, push, why we always try to push, push, push, push, push. Hey folks, wanna know how to push? Ah, watch this.