Prizefighters

Lyrics

Every day a little harder Look out, boy, you're on your own Every day a little softer You don't seem to be on your toes It's just a job, swing with the punches Pick up your hands, sting like a bee Prizefighters, heading for home Prizefighters, everyone knows Prizefighters, heading for home Prizefighters, everyone knows Every day a little slower It's just the sweat in my eyes You don't look the way you used to Don't drink that water, though it tastes nice On the ropes and in a corner Just gotta give me one more try Prizefighters, heading for home Prizefighters, everyone knows Prizefighters, heading for home Prizefighters, everyone knows Who makes the money? I didn't spend it The dice were loaded once or twice Prizefighters, heading for home Prizefighters, everyone knows Prizefighters, heading for home Prizefighters, everyone knows Prizefighters, heading for home