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作曲 : Erik Petersen

作词 : Erik Petersen

Fight

dirty

That's what he said

After 7 pints of beer and 30 cigarettes

Cue ball corner pocket

Blue chalk on his chin

Some lonesome balls

In a sky of dents

Gotta throw them a curveball

A swing and a miss

Play nicely

That's what they taught to me

Said share-fairing good sports will do the same

But the more that I sweat

The more that I bleed

While the hotshot on top is counting all his beans

He highlit & backspaced my father's factory

'Cause as far back as I can remember

The ballfield was never that level or even

The wind in the tides

The sand in our eyes

So if we're to rise

Gotta stand on each others backs

Fight dirty (FIGHT DIRTY)

No more fooling around for me

With permits and escorts

And picnics for peace

There's a top to take back

Like a bus seat to keep

Time to put up your dukes

Scratch fight kick and SCREAM

I just wanna see the schoolyard bullies cry and

Bleed

Fight dirty

Hit below the waist

That's how it's done to us

Behind closed doors each day

Laws they don't follow,

Treaties they snap

With a shake and a putt

And the raise of a glass

To fix the game

I'll cheat if I must to take it back

TAKE IT BACK!

So I shrug, take a shot

He says, "You disagree?"

Well go up with the same old

And beg of the thieves

That your job will be saved

Your prisoners freed

That you'll stop starving millions

And cure the disease

See me, I'm the spanner,

And they've always got discs to clean

'Cause far back as I can remember

The ballfield was never that level or even

The wind in the tides

The sand in our eyes

So if we're to rise

Gotta stand on each others backs

Gotta beat them at their own game

Throw the tear gas right back in his face

FIGHT DIRTY (FIGHT DIRTY)

Fight dirty (FIGHT DIRTY)

Fight dirty (FIGHT DIRTY)

Fight dirty (FIGHT DIRTY)

YEAH

(Coughing...up blood maybe)