Lyrics

[ORLANDO] One, two, three — huh! One, two, three — huh! The last thing my dad did before he died Was tell my brother to raise me right He made him swear to support me and school me Cause he'd be the man of the house now But my brother, he broke that vow He's kept me in the dark in this rotten place With only my tail to chase Like a pig in his pen An animal, not a man Now I'm grown and I've got no job, no degree So no one takes me seriously Just another uneducated punk with no shot But I'm not And soon they'll see I am the son of Sir Roland du Bois! And his spirit grow grow grows in me And I'm the only one who can live up to his brave and righteous name! I am the son of Sir Roland du Bois! And his spirit show show shows in me So brother better beware I'm becoming the man I'm supposed to be! The man I'm supposed to, supposed to be One, two, three 'Cause hard as he tried to shut me inside He couldn't stop me from making strides He may have inherited his money, but (huh!) I got his skills. (ha!) And I've trained myself day and night Yeah, I've been getting ready to fight And I'm finally strong enough to man up, stand up Rip all his commands up Til he'll recognize I am the son of Sir Roland du Bois! And his spirit flow, flow, flows in me So brother better beware I'm becoming the man I'm supposed to be The man I'm supposed to, supposed to Tonight, when I wrestle in the championship I'm gonna earn the honor I've been needing for so long I'm gonna prove their version of me wrong I'm gonna make the whole world understand If only someone would understand! [OLIVER, spoken] Now, sir, what make you here? [ORLANDO, spoken] Nothing. I am not taught to make anything [OLIVER, spoken] What mar you then, sir? [ORLANDO, spoken] I am helping you to mar that which God made, a poor unworthy brother of yours, with idleness [OLIVER, spoken] Know you where you are, sir? [ORLANDO, spoken] O, sir, very well [OLIVER, spoken] Know you before whom, sir? [ORLANDO, spoken] I have as much of my father in me as you! [OLIVER, spoken] What, boy! [ORLANDO, spoken] Come, come, elder brother! [ADAM, spoken] Sweet brothers, be patient! [OLIVER, spoken] Wilt thou lay hands on me, villain? [ORLANDO, spoken] I am no villain! [ORLANDO] I am the son of Sir Roland du Bois! And his spirit grow, grow, grows in me And I will not endure your torture one more god-forsaken day I am the son of Sir Roland du Bois! And everyone will know know know it's me Cause starting tonight I'm becoming the man I'm supposed to Brother beware of the man that you're close to You better make way for the man I'm supposed to be!