There's a face in the sky
In the mist of the night
There's trouble around
But it's nowhere in sight
Now you're on the run
The search has just begun

Mommas babies dressed in black
Soldiers of the street
Just hanging back
Till the time is right
Will they attack tonight

Living on the front line
Fighting for it all the time
Only the strong survive
When you're living on the front line

The smell of blood must be in the air
Like sharks, they circle everywhere
They watch the helpless prey
Who tries to walk away
Searching for gold like thieves in the night
It's a numbers game and the odds are right
Like soldiers on parade
The final price is paid

Living on the front line
Fighting for it all the time
Only the strong survive
When you're living on the front line

Living on the front line
Fighting for it all the time
Only the strong survive
When you're living on the front line

Living on the front line
Fighting for it all the time
Only the strong survive
When you're living on the front line