Artist: Bush Album: The Science Of Things (1999) Title: Prizefighter
Lyrics PrizefighterThere are days When I fear for my life Think that's strange Well that's the waste of you
Sun up, time now for you to run I will always know you, you're a special one Now I'm up on this climb, up on this climb I won't fade away
The best is yet to come Sad you're not around The best is yet to come Better get your feet back on the ground
Prisoner or passenger A free man or scavenger I'm a prizefighter I'm a prizefighter
Who will be there Cover when you fall We're all chasing something How come you never call
The best is yet to come Sad you're not around The best has just begun Better get your feet back on the ground Better get your feet back on the ground
Prisoner or passenger A free man or scavenger I'm a prizefighter I'm a prizefighter
Prisoner or passenger A free man or scavenger I'm a prizefighter I'm a prizefighter I'm a prizefighter
I thought you all were beautiful It doesn't make sense, sense, sense
I'm a prizefighter I'm a prizefighter I'm a prizefighter I'm a prizefighter |