and everything in your life says "fight!"
ya got alittle bit of gin and a dirty grin
stashed under your coat
yea we know where you've been
cause everyone's got rage with the coming age
banging the walls all over your cage
you don't wanna play nice and that's alright
cause everyone knows your in for the fight of your life
yea, everyone knows your in for the fight of your life
fight, fight! fight, fight!
fight, fight! fight, fight!
so you're coming up quick on the junk yard ring
fight, fight! fight, fight!
so you're coming up quick on the junk yard ring
and the whole damn crowd just starts to sing
we've been waiting all night and we want a fight
so ya jump in the pit
you're not scared one bit
but he's 6 foot 4 and he's packing more
than just his fists and you've got him pissed
he won't wanna play nice when he's got a knife
and everyone knows your in for the fight of your life
yea, everyone knows your in for the fight of your life
fight, fight! fight, fight!
fight, fight! fight, fight!
the bumps and bruises
the bumps and bruises
black eyes and contusion
cracked ribs and a swollen nose
torn jeans and bloody clothes
the bumps and bruises
black eyes and contusion
cracked ribs and a swollen nose
torn jeans and bloody clothes
and everyone knows your in for the fight of your life
fight, fight! fight, fight!
and everyone knows your in for the fight of your life
fight, fight! fight, fight!
fight, fight! fight, fight!
fight, fight! fight, fight!
fight, fight! fight, fight!
and everyone knows your in for the fight of your life
yeah everyone knows your in for the fight of your life
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