Songtext von Sparring

Diamond cufflinks, tongue piercings. Rowdy hecklers throughout the breeze. Take this gift of potpourri and shove it far up your arse. Put ‘em up! put ‘em up! Throw ‘em up! Throw ‘em up! Shut ‘em up! Shut ‘em up! Who’s this weakling, who’s always acting? Skakespeare pleases me. I wish to spar. Who’d like to spar? I love to spar outside the bar. Put ‘em up! put ‘em up! Throw ‘em up! Throw ‘em up! Shut ‘em up! Shut ‘em up! Who’s this weakling, who’s barely breathing? Skakespeare drinks to me. Broken bottles to broken knees. Eat your chicks and not your peas. My best friend the amputee has a fine gold belt in sparring. Diamond cufflinks, tongue piercings. Rowdy hecklers throughout the breeze. Take this gift of potpourri and shove it far up your arse. Step up to me, let's go outside. Leave your fears and soul behind. Don't fear the love that you had, the same old story drove me mad. Don't hold a grudge, let out the rage. Let's turn the book on the proper page. I coudn't stand the look you had so let's solve this problem man to man. Put ‘em up! put ‘em up! Throw ‘em up! Throw ‘em up! Shut ‘em up! Shut ‘em up! I wish to spar. Who’d like to spar? I love to spar outside the bar.