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By Way of the Fist

Started out so carefree All the love in the world Till it all came crashing down And misery unfurled Mum had lost her sweetest love Too sick to say goodbye Me too young to understand Why daddy had to die Mum she found another love To save her from her grief Stealing her away from me Stop! That man’s a thief! The blows they soon came raining down Beat me till he’d won My only crime so it would seem Being someone else’s son Now looking down at my own kid I hardly recognise No love have I to give to him Can’t see me in his eyes So here I’m fighting once again For the heart of the one I love But there he stands right in my way A torment from above Try to break his spirit A toe-rag and a clown A smart mouth and a waster Gotta take him down Failing that revert to type The only thing I know Let my fists do all the talking Land the knockout blow I’ve lost control but I don’t care My gift to you my son Guilt by insecurity Gonna beat you till I’ve won I’ve lost control but I don’t care My gift to you my son Guilt by insecurity Gonna beat you till I’ve won Guilt by insecurity Gonna beat you till I’ve won