Against Me! - What We Worked For lyrics

I lost the confidence to write a song
So i found three simple chords
And I held them together with my weak voice
On an out-of tune guitar my father gave to me

And may Elvis turn in his grave
And Les Paul curse my dirty calloused fingers
And may the likes of this song
Never make one fucking dollar
Leave it for a demo tape to
Be played until it's broken
Then remembered only for what it was

That we gave 'em hell that we gave 'em hell
That we gave 'em hell

That we gave 'em hell that we gave 'em hell
That we gave 'em hell

To my friends and enemies who
Could have been anything
Titans and heroes who found survival
In cause and effect
Behind counters, behind windows
Striving just to be people
With bitter ideals of justice

Do we only need to keep
Working because it pays rent?
Sleeping under plastic stars glued
To a ceiling muscles burning alcohol and
Nicotine every morning

That we gave 'em hell that we gave 'em hell
That we gave 'em hell

That we gave 'em hell that we gave 'em hell
That we gave 'em hell

There's a height beyond skyscrapers
There's a distance beyond the freeway
More than pictures in a magazine
More than tragedy in a rock and roll song

It's more than the actions you
Know it's safe to make
It's more than money could ever buy
Are we living to work and
Die in American cities
Working to live and die in American cities
And dying for what we worked

That we gave 'em hell that we gave 'em hell
That we gave 'em hell

That we gave 'em hell that we gave 'em hell
That we gave 'em hell