Текст песни Bush - Prize Fighter
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There are days When i fear for my life Think that`s strange Well that`s the waste of you Sun up time now for you to run I will always know you-you`re a special one Now i`m up on this climb, up on this climb I won`t fade away The best is yet to come Sad you`re not around The best is yet to come Better get your feet back on the ground Prisoner or passenger A free man or scavenger I`m a prizefighter I`m a prizefighter Who will be there Cover when you fall We`re all chasing something How come you never call The best is yet to come Sad you`re not around The best has just begun Better get your feet back on the ground Better get your feet back on the ground Prisoner or passenger A free man or scavenger I`m a prizefighter I`m a prizefighter Prisoner or passenger A free man or scavenger I`m a prizefighter I`m a prizefighter I`m a prizefighter I thought you all were beautiful It doesn`t make sense, sense, sense I`m a prizefighter I`m a prizefighter I`m a prizefighter I`m a prizefighter