In this city you hold on as tightly as you can.
You don't take anything for truth.
It's like walking on the razor's edge,
And everything around you is crumbling, girl.
You only have to look around for proof.

When I was younger things were different,
And a man was allowed to be a man.
And I grew up too fast,
like I was racing with the devil.
I've felt the blade so many times.
Emily, girl, won't you take my hand?

And we'll ride

Across the barren face of this desert road.
You set my wheels on fire.
I'll rev my engine till the sound is just deafening.
Emily, girl, I swear
We'll make it out of this wasteland!

I know you worry the way thing are gonna turn out.
It seems this city doesn't love a man with a beard.
They say a man has to give up the very thing he loves here,
But I will not live like that,
No, I will not live in fear.

I will not let them take it from me,
No matter how hard they'll try.
Most men, when they have a knife to their chin,
They'd rather give up than die.
So many faces bare.
So many faces cold.
Just hold on to me.
We can weather the night behind my whiskers girl.
We can get out of this town before we both get too old.

And we'll ride...

When the engine gives out we won't worry.
We know how we'll get by.
We'll catch the wind with the hairs on my chin,
And then we'll take to the sky.
We'll say hello to the angels in heaven ('Sup, girl!),
And then we'll pass heaven by.
We've got better things to do with our lives
Than shave our faces and die.

(Don't give up) Don't give up.
(Don't give in) Don't give in.
Without a beard you will never win.

(Don't give up) Don't give up.
(Don't give in) Don't give in.
Without a beard you will never win.

(Don't give up) Don't give up.
(Don't give in) Don't give in.
Without a beard you will never win.

(Don't give up) Don't give up.
(Don't give in) Baby, don't give in!

But girl, it's time for me to go
Where only a man can go.
My heart is on fire,
And if I don't feed it fast it'll just burn up and fade.
I love you girl.
You've got to know that.
You'll be so proud of me.
You'll watch me hop on my Pegasus, girl.
Ten-thousand angels singing for me as I ride my Pegasus through the city,
To the edge of the city, and then out of the city, and into the fields.
Fields thick and strong like the beard that I'll grow .
You'll watch as I ride it through the night.
You'll see, I'll set the night on fire with my burning heart and my glorious man beard.
And everyone will love me,
And I'll finally be a man!
I'll finally be a man!