The Boxer

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 wanna dance with the city

Show me something ugly,

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

before an oak tree

Dazed in the final rounds

Dazed in the final rounds

Dazed in the final rounds

Dazed in the final rounds