Lyrics:

All these little victories, yeah
All these little victories, yeah

Look at the angel high above the ground
She must have burned her wings now,
Afraid to come down
And far below things are looking bad
Lines got crossed and the world's gone mad
Today
I'm stuck in Texas, and I'm trying to reach L.A.
All these little victories, yeah
All these little victories, yeah

Well it seems to me the older we get
The more we see the more we forget
The way history goes 'round and 'round
It's kind of funny but
Right now I don't feel like laughing out loud
At all these little victories, yeah
All these little victories, yeah

We thought we'd come so far
But we've yet to win the war
Yet to win the war

Well I wish that angel high in the air
Would cry a God-almighty tear
So from the Boardwalk out to Pasadena
It would wash that whole damn city clean
Well, OK, OK, OK, OK
You see I'm stuck in Texas and I'm trying to reach L.A.
All these little victories, yeah
All these little victories, yeah
All these little victories, yeah
All these little victories, yeah
All these little victories, yeah
All these little victories, yeah