There he stands da torn king-
He will now enta da ring-
Defend himself with everyone watching-
Here he comes-
the bum-
who dont know how good they had it-
Now the bell dings-
It aint ova till da fat lady sings-
when the end comes onell have wings-
they be flyin ta heaven-
here cums round seven-
thats tooth number eleven-
a crack and a smash and a lack of a lash-
no pulled punches-
nows the time to bid on their hunches-
Hey I think I saw him take a bite-
In the history of man dis da greatest fight-
I hate how dis ends-
In the end they both see the light-
begin a plight-
and try to stop da fight-
in da land-
they decide to start a band-
they called it "throwing sand"-
the band preached the werd of luv-
They were boo'd off stage-
those booing dont know the wage-
of sin is death-
They think theyll find with their last breath-