Hey, man, now get in the ring
Greased face, taped fist, and you wait
Here goes just about everything
With the clock running always too late
I may be blind, I may be dumb
I may be just a little bit tighter
I can't stay down; it's a habit of mine
A goddamn miracle fighter
Come on over to the other side
Where the punches sting
Hit your stride
Hey, this method is bona fide
And we work it down to the
Down to the bone
Come on over to the other side
Where the sun don't shine
It's nationwide
All our differences are set aside
And we work it down to the
Down to the bone
Hey, man, black, blue, and ya beat
Shake it off, now stare 'em down dead
You lose just about everything
If you're boxing with God in your head
We may be deaf, may be dumb
Wrapped just a little bit tighter
Won't stay down; not an option to find
Goddamn marathon fighters
Come on over to the other side
Where the punches sting
Hit your stride
Hey, this method is bona fide
And we work it down to the
Down to the bone
Come on over to the other side
Where the sun don't shine
It's nationwide
All our differences are set aside
And we work it down to the
Down to the bone
What I know is all I know
And where we go, that's our own story
What I know is all I know
And when we go, it's out to glory
Come on over to the other side
Come on over to the other side
Come on over to the other side
Come on over, down to the bone
Come on over to the other side
Come on over to the other side
Come on over to the other side
Come on over, down to the bone
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