Here's two for the head-bangers, should be easy.

Part 1.
Run your mouth when I'm not around, it's easy to achieve.
You cry to weak friends that sympathize.
Can you hear the violins playing your song?
Those same friends tell me your every word.

Part 2.
Mamma's gonna worry, I've been a bad bad boy.
No use saying sorry, it's something I enjoy.

Since Crash didn't give any lyrics

Shotter, hitter, serial killer,
Go a your funeral and all drink out your liquor,
When you are bury we a-stand next to the vicar,
Fling on some dirt and make your bury a little quicker

Heres a new one:

Well im standing on a corner in Winslow Arizona, such a fine sigh to see, its a girl my lord, in a flat bed ford slowing down to take a look at me

Here we go.

First one:
"we gotta hold on to what we got, it doesn't make difference if we make ot or not"

Second: This one reminds me of my career...

"Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days!  The people I meet, they just go their seperate ways. Sometimes you tell the day...by the bottle that you drink, sometimes when you're alone, all you do is think"

Any military member regardless of country or branch will agree that this verse reflects on some part of their career.