No Surrender - Live at the Wachovia Spectrum, Philadelphia, PA - 10/20/2009

C'mon Max, one, two, three, four
Well, we busted out of class
Had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a three minute record
Than we ever learned in school

Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes
And follow your dreams down

Well, we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Like soldiers in the winter's night with a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender

Now young faces grow sad and old
Hearts of fire grow cold
We sore blood brothers against the wind
Now I'm ready to grow young again

Hear your sister's voice calling us home
Across the open yards
Well, maybe we could cut some place of our own
With drums and these guitars

We made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender
C'mon Steve

Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
There's a war outside still raging
Say it ain't ours anymore to win

I want to sleep beneath peaceful skies
In my lover's bed
With a wide open country in my eyes
And these romantic dreams in my head

We made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night with a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender
C'mon Steve

No retreat, baby, no surrender
No retreat, baby, no surrender