A bruised full moon play fights with the stars
This place is our prison
Its 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

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

Damn this place makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face by the count of three
And damn this place makes a boy out of me
The ring meets my face I'm a fallen oak tree

Dazed in the final count
Dazed in the final count
Dazed in the final count
Dazed in the final count


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The Boxer Lyrics as written by Russell Leetch Edward Owen Lay

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    The lyrics are actually:

    A bruised full moon play fights with the stars This place is our prison, it's cells are the bars So take me to town, I want to 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

    An unwanted son 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 streets

    Damn this place, makes a boy out of me The rain meets my face by the count of three Damn this place, makes a boy out of me The rain meets my face, I'm a fallen oak tree

    Dazed in the final count (x4)

    I think. :)

    MayaMooon November 27, 2009   Link

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