Fight Song

Fuck you! Fuck them and fuck the world too
Do I look like some bitch to you?!
I'll bet a blackened eye that you'll remember my name
Well shorty step back and get out of my face and my way!

You turn my hard heart cold
Stealing what we got and call it "Rock and Roll"
I'll bet our 2 cents an hour and all the hurts in the world
That you all will burn

(Hey!) This is the fight song
Don't point your finger at me!
Pray for that God forgives - I don't!
(Hey!) This is the fight song
No matter where you're from
Pray for that God forgives - I don't!

Listen! You make this bad blood rise
Hand me some rope 'cause I'll be hanging around
Hearing black tongue bitchin' for hours on end
C'mon, give it a break and drop fucking...

Now, let's keep it honest in here
I don't know you, so you sure don't know me
So keep my name out of your mouth and we can keep it the same
Just like the doctor said

(Hey!) This is the fight song
Don't point your finger at me!
Pray for that God forgives - I don't!
(Hey!) This is the fight song
No matter where you're from
Pray for that God forgives - I don't!

(Hey!) This is the fight song
Don't point your finger at me!
Pray for that God forgives - I don't!
(Hey!) This is the fight song
No matter where you're from
Pray for that God forgives - I don't!

No matter where you're from
Don't point at me, you hear
God forgives - I don't!

This is the fight song
This is the fight song
This is the fight song



Credits
Writer(s): David Christopher Sundberg, Jimmy Antero Hiltula
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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