We Work Our Jobs, Collect Our Pay,

I Want To Rid My Heart Of Envy, And Cleanse My Soul Of Rage Before I'm Through.

In The Clearing Stands The Boxer, And A Fighter By His Trade. And He Carries A Reminder Of Every Glove That Laid Him Down... Or Cut Him Till He Cried Out In His Anger And His Shame "i Am Leaving! I Am Leaving" But The Fighter Still Remains.

After All Those Years Of Automatic Success, You Don't Get Nervous Any More. It's Really Necessary To Be Nervous And Be A Little Bit Frightened. It Pumps The Adrenalin Into You And You Really Get Down There And Try.

She Said A Good Day Ain't Got No Rain She Said A Bad Day Is When I Lie In The Bed And I Think Of Things That Might Have Been

And I Must Be What I Must Be And Face Tomorrow.