Action Set - Prizefighter

he had a dream, but he had a life
he gave up the ring to have a wife
and he got a good job digging in a ditch
when it got deep enough, they pushed him in
'act your age!' they told him
and he fell right in line
you're old as you feel, they say
and so he up and died

and the gloves were hanging
alone in the basement
a lone rememberance of who he was before

he had a dream, but he'd rather die
hung from the ceiling by his tie
when she left, she took all that he'd had
gave him back the ring, made him see red
'settle down!' they told him
but he had other plans
none of them could hold him
his heart was in his hands

and his gloves felt like old shoes
that fit like they used to
a lone reminder
of who he always was

come out and play
come out and play, prizefighter
play
come out and play
mama's little prizefighter,
come on out and play
you've wasted your life away
get up before you're down
for the 1, 2, 3 count