The Underdog (Lyric) Alternative

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Creative Brief

The story of a prize fighter. He's always been the underdog on the undercard of main fights, scrapping to earn a crust. Don't underestimate him though or cross him in love ...

Genre-wise, I think this could be either alternative rock or hard rock/metal. Someone commented that they thought it had a Nick Cave feel. I'm open to different interpretations of how it should be done.

The underdog

 

(Verse 1)

 

Wash the blood
Down the sink,
Tape the cuts
Suck it in.
No pain, no gain
Live another day,
Scrapping for a crust
It's the only way.
Cos I'm a fighter
I will never quit,
You'll break your hands
With the blows you hit.

 

(Verse 2)
Glide the blade
‘cross shaving foam,
Slick my hair
with my comb.
Into the gloom
Walk these crumbling streets,
Be the honest man
In a world of thieves.
You presumed too much

 

That your cash was all,

 

You sealed your fate

 

You deserved your fall.

 

(Chorus)

 

Where I'll go
I don't know
But I really don’t care.
It won't be easy
But it never is
Cos life is seldom fair.
I'm the underdog
On the under card
The patsy who takes the fall,
But don't underestimate my steel
I've been throwing punches since I could crawl.

(Verse 3)

 

Crooked teeth
skinny frame,
Thinning hair
leg is lame.
I'm not the type

 

makes the ladies’ fawn,
Not the handsomest

 

to be ever born.

 

But I'm a fighter
I will never quit,
You'll break your hands
With the blows you hit.

(Verse 4)

 

My card dealt
not an ace,
still I run
in life's race.
Force tired feet

 

To the water’s edge,
Climb over the rails
Walk along the ledge.

 

Pull out the pistol
With my handkerchief,
Get thee to hell
You can rest down deep!

(Bridge)

 

She stands as she promised
At the quayside.
Prettier than any yacht
Her hair streaming wild.
His body is stowed below
On this his pride and joy,
The bastard’s owed one last sail
The parting gift of my employ.

 

(Chorus)
Where we'll go
I don't know
But I really don’t care.
It won't be easy
But it never is
Cos life is seldom fair.
I'm the underdog
On the under card
The patsy who takes the fall,
But don't underestimate my steel
I've been throwing punches since I could crawl.

 

 

 

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Genre Alternative

Collaboration started August 5, 2016 by SimonW
Last upload 4yr+7mo ago


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Copyright © 2016 by SimonW, All Rights Reserved.
Effective on Aug 5, 2016


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Composition: Based on a split sheet
Sound Recording: Based on a split sheet
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Collaborators
PREMIER
SimonW Simon Wright
Edinburgh United Kingdom
Creator
blfrie Brandon Frie
Texas USA