A kick to the head, a punch to the face, a bat to your knees, an eye swollen shut
There's no free ride in this part of the country
No glory in this life, the eyes will glare and the fists will fly, all aimed at you
Glaring back at hostile eyes
Center Of The WorldA kick to the head, a punch to the face, a bat to your knees, an eye swollen shut There's no free ride in this part of the country No glory in this life, the eyes will glare and the fists will fly, all aimed at you Glaring back at hostile eyes |