Five To One Lyrics - Blues Traveler

Original musician: the doors 

Five to one, baby, one to five 

No one here gets out alive 

You get yours, baby, I'll get mine 

Come and make it baby, in our prime 

Get together one more time 

The old get old, and the young get strong 

They may save the weak and kill all them 

They've got the guns, but we've got their number 

We're gonna make them take it over 

Get together one more time 

Your boring days are over, night is drawing in 

Shadows of the evening crawl across your skin 

You walk across with your flower in your hand 

Try to tell me no one understands 

Trading your hours for a handful of dimes 

Gonna win it baby in our prime 

Gonna make it baby, in our prime 

Get together one more time 

Get together one more time 

Get together one more time 

Get together, baby, one more time