When
he told 'em to
Go Down
Swingin'
Their
swings made wings
Go Down
Swingin'
Until
the last bell rings
and
Iron Mike Tyson taught them that
There
isn't anybody who can't be knocked flat
But
still they'll Go Down Swingin'
Swingin',
swingin', swingin'
I'm feeling
strong and terrified
As I
watch the other guys
With
their comfortable lives made of comfortable lies
With
a comfortable woman who's a stranger by their side
But
I'd rather be found dead in a ditch
Then
to find my self livin' like this
I can
understand seekin' out a shelter in a storm
But
they trade away their freedom just so they can die warm
I don't
wanna die warm
I wanna
Go Down Swingin'
Let
my swings make wings
Go Down
Swingin'
With
every song I sing
And
I know that the truth has to talk for itself
And
if I win this fight I know I'll lose somewhere else
But
still, I will, Go Down Swingin'
All songs ©1991 by Rabbit Songs BMI
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