Oh, I've been fighting for days, I'm tired
Yeah, I've been fighting a lot, I'm fired
Just living for the pleading

Hey hey
Got some money from a raid
Got some money, not from getting paid
At six o'clock I'm all for beer

Out there to fight
Is the night of my last got my ring on
Run down the street with lead on my feet
I might die

Fighting all the time
Work is such a crime
Got some dummy to bend
Living for the pleading
When he gets hit too much
I live for his much
Got some dummy to bend
Living for the pleading

Oh man!
Yeah I got a smack from the weak, got shot
Yeah I’m in hospital for a week, blood clot
Just living for the pleading
You Dick!
So you chose to nick my kit
and you’re talking to me like shit
'Oh you’re in it now, come here boys!'

Lets slip round the back so you’ll get a smack
Your wife’s a widow
Drop to the floor with blood on the door
You f***ing Liar!

Fighting all the time
Work is such a crime
Got some dummy to bend
Living for the pleading
When he gets hit too much
I live for his much
Got some dummy to bend
Living for the pleading

Could I steal it?
Under pressure... rising
Don’t look down on me, oh lord!

Pressure, pressure, pressure pressure pressure
Under pressure
Pressure, pressure, pressure pressure pressure

Living for the pleading [x8]

Going out to fight, going out to fight
An eye for an eye, going out to fight
[repeat x4]