The Boxer

A bruised full moon, playfights with the stars

This place is our prison, its 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 am 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 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

Dazed in the final count

Dazed in the final count

I'm dazed in the final count

Dazed in the final count