Songtext von Bloodsport

That won't become Valentine's Day You have aimed too high Now you are going to pay Enter the field and toe the mark We are up and steady Waiting for ignition spark At the top of the food chain Everyone plays your game This is a god-damned blood-sport You want to fight for glory And you are going to die for fame This is a god-damned blood-sport There will be always someone stronger But a fool who cares about the croaker Face the pain There is no way to quit You won't get out So grin and bear it At the top of the food chain Everyone plays your game This is a god-damned blood-sport You want to fight for glory Now you are going to die for fame This is a god-damned blood-sport