Fight Night

Now get out a message, let my mother know I'm held captive in a freak show Tell my friends back in old Calcutta The cat is dead and i'm living in the gutter Cleopatra's running with the Turks Karl Marx put a spanner in the works Oh sweet mary, i,m soaked and dim Squeeze me up from the bottom of a tin It's a fight night, here on Mexican TV I'm long gone, no no no no Get some help right over here Oh sweet Lord, I can smell the fear Hmm Hmmm Hmmm... Everybody has a story to tell Everybody has a story to tell Turn off the TV, put the radio on I'm the star who is still long gone Cleopatra's running with the Turks I'm going to hit her, right where it hurts Oh sweet Mary, I'm soaked in sin This is above obedience, I will win It's a fight night, here on Mexican TV I'm long gone, hey hey hey hey Get some help right over here I can smell this kind of fear Long long walk, right down to (what I'am) coming for To the tingle jangle now of the bar room door This has an err of something very strange I'm 22 and I'm on a shooting range It's a fight night, here on Mexican TV I'm long gone, hey hey hey hey Get some help right over here I can smell this kind of fear It's a fight night, here on Mexican TV I'm long gone, no no no no Get some help right over here Oh sweet Lord, I can smell the fear Hey, hey, yes