Father comes home 'cos his money's run out, seems a little loose tonight
He starts to shout
'Cos dinner's not on the table, seems mother's not able
She's staring at the TV
You can smell it on his breath, feel it in his touch
He never meant to hit her hard
But he's like that when he's had too much

It's just another story 'bout going too far
It's just another story 'bout going too far

Well, the kid's at school, she's getting good grades but the peer pressure's starting now
Too bad, she had it made
Seems there's always someone trying to push you to do something, you know, ain't the way they told you to 
It's hard to see
Well, the things you taught her, how to be, it's like you told her nothing
Selective memory
Come on, just try it, it's just a smoke, ain't gonna kill you, so she takes a toke 
Fade to grey

It's just another story 'bout going too far
It's just another story 'bout going too far

Well, the guys at work seemed okay, they'd buy you a drink, get you laid
What's wrong with that?
Why'd they have more money than you, expensive cars, expensive clothes
D'you ever think of what they do?
At night they're out, shaking people down, when they're walking together 
Seems they own the town
But hey, who's gonna talk, you are their alibi
Don't turn around, don't ask questions, just walk 

It's just another story 'bout going too far
It's just another story 'bout going too far
It's just another story 'bout going too far
It's just another story 'bout going too far