Rise and shine, Touch gloves let's go
it's just another day, goin' toe to toe,
Lessons learnt from my misspent youth,
Ruff as guts, and I'm still uncouth

Hey na, na, hey na Jab and move
No you ain't lived life, til you're black and blue
Hey na, na, na Stick and move,
Underdogs become howlin wolves

It's an age old tale, it's the same old story,
Tenement kids, swing it,
We bring it, death or glory!

Dead end job just to pay your dues,
That was your father's life, but it ain't for you.
Back yard arts they don't teach in schools.
And if the Marquis asks, it's Queensberry Rules.

(Hey na, na,...)

9 to 5, there's your fight, survive it,
Wear my boot's, could you walk a mile it,
Working class and you can't deny this,
Everyday is a new Goliath

Rope 'a' doped, with your dreams and hopes,
it's a long hard road til' you reach the top, it's not the dogs
in fights, it's the fights in dogs, keep your cover up,
til' this onslaught stops.
Old man time, he's the fiercest foe, keep your guard up high, keep your chin in close, make ends meet, let the punches roll, try to keep some sense, while your head explodes

(9 to 5...)

Self destruction, bodies hurtin', room for improvement, but these moves are working, wasting my days in search of something, when all it takes is an All or Nothing.