Fred on 2
the boxer - editors (tabbed by Ragnarock_ARC)
(*8)
A bruised full moon play fights with the stars
This Place is our prison, It cells are the bars
So take me to town, I wanna dance with the city
Show me something ugly and Show me something pretty
Damn, this place makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face by the count of three
(*2)
An Unwanted sun pulls rank in the sky
The Boxer isn’t finished, He’s not ready to die
I’m attracted to the light, I’m attracted to the heat
It’s a violent night, There are boxers in the street
(*2)
Damn, this place makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face by the count of three
Damn, this place makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face, I’m a fallen oak tree-
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
Dazed in the final count ,
Dazed in the final count ,
Dazed in the final count ,
Dazed in the final count.