They rise from corners of their quarters
And he and she are the prizefighters
Verbose their swollen tongues
Painstakingly the words are printed down
like typewriters

Let your broken jaw heal
Screaming makes the paint peel

Shut up, sit down
I think it's getting kind of loud in here.
Loud in here

They stand a foot between their punches
Nouns and adjectives flow out by sentence
Each hand it points to knee
Never leaving their sides exclaiming loud, but don't mean it

Let your broken jaw heal
Screaming makes the paint peel

Shut up, sit down
I think it's getting kind of loud in here, Loud in here
Shut up, sit down
I think it's getting kind of loud in here, Loud in here.

Loud in here
Loud in here
Loud in here, here

Let your broken jaw heal
Screaming makes the pain peel

Shut up, sit down
I think it's getting kind of loud in here. Loud in here
Shut up, sit down
I think it's getting kind of loud in here, loud in here

Shut up, sit down
Shut up, sit down
Shut up, sit down



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Prizefighter song meanings
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