Fight Music for the Fight? Songtext
von Bromheads Jacket

In the back of his mind, he could have been a prize fighter
Like Muhammad Ali, or maybe Prince Naseem
But in school, he was preyed upon, right from the very start
For being way too petite, and a little light on his feet
′Cause once he heard that Arnie was bullied at school
But just a few years later he became the Terminator
He turned his mind to steak and weights
It's time to get those bullies back
It′s time to get those bullies right back
Looking for some skinny kid, to break some bones

Looking in the mirror, and his t-shirt's feeling tight
He's praying to the God of War, because he wants a fight, tonight
In the background, you can hear the CD spinning in the player
This is fight music for the fight
This is fight music for the fight


Now it′s ten years on; the weights have taken their toll
Because he′s dosed up on the steroids, and his plan's been deployed
He′s turned from victim into the oppressor
Yes, he feels the satisfaction when he hears those backbones crackin'
Every time he throws a fist, he feels he′s getting them back
For every time those knobs flushed his head down a bog
So every night, you'll catch him on the door at the club
Out his head, his eyeballs popping
Yes, you′ll see them heads are knocking
He's looking for some skinny kid, to break some bones

Looking in the mirror, and his t-shirt's feeling tight
He′s praying to the God of War, because he wants a fight, tonight
In the background, you can hear the CD spinning in the player
This is fight music for the fight
This is fight music for the fight

Na, na, na-na, na
Na, na, na, na-na-na
Na, na, na-na, na
Na, na, na, na, na
Na, na, na-na, na
Na, na, na, na-na-na
Na, na, na-na, na
Na, na, na

Looking in the mirror, and his t-shirt′s feeling tight
He's praying to the God of War, because he wants a fight, tonight
In the background, you can hear the CD spinning in the player
This is fight music for the fight
This is fight music for the fight