Rope a Dope Songtext
von Killing Time
Rope a Dope Songtext
You got it. You got it. We all saw it
Pick it up. Pick it up. Keep it up, kid
Don′t let the pain get in the way, son
More of the same, more of the same
You're a masterpiece in black and blue
The light that they′re attracted to
The channel change still echoes through
Won't let them pull the plug on you
More of the same
More of the same
More of the same
You got it. You got it. We all saw it
More of the same
Pick it up. Pick it up. Keep it up, kid
More of the same
Don't let the pain get in the way, son
More of the same
More of the same, more of the same
They all paid to get the good seats
We′ll be holding up the back wall
Always a sucker for the underdog
The one match that can ignite us all
Realize what their sayings true and just
Go! go! go! go!
You′re not the angel they once knew
More of the same
More of the same
More of the same
You got it. You got it. We all saw it
More of the same
Pick it up. Pick it up. Keep it up, kid
More of the same
Don't let the pain get in the way, son
More of the same
More of the same, more of the same
This Rope-A-Dope might blow up in your face
If you dislike the taste of blood in your mouth
Then spit it out the only point is to wear them down
Wear them down, wear them down
Wear them down, wear them down
Wear them down, wear them down
Wear them down!
They all paid to get the good seats
We′ll be holding up the back wall
Always a sucker for the underdog
The one match that can ignite us all
Realize what their sayings true and just
Go! go! go! go!
You're not the angel they once knew
Pick it up. Pick it up. Keep it up, kid
Don′t let the pain get in the way, son
More of the same, more of the same
You're a masterpiece in black and blue
The light that they′re attracted to
The channel change still echoes through
Won't let them pull the plug on you
More of the same
More of the same
More of the same
You got it. You got it. We all saw it
More of the same
Pick it up. Pick it up. Keep it up, kid
More of the same
Don't let the pain get in the way, son
More of the same
More of the same, more of the same
They all paid to get the good seats
We′ll be holding up the back wall
Always a sucker for the underdog
The one match that can ignite us all
Realize what their sayings true and just
Go! go! go! go!
You′re not the angel they once knew
More of the same
More of the same
More of the same
You got it. You got it. We all saw it
More of the same
Pick it up. Pick it up. Keep it up, kid
More of the same
Don't let the pain get in the way, son
More of the same
More of the same, more of the same
This Rope-A-Dope might blow up in your face
If you dislike the taste of blood in your mouth
Then spit it out the only point is to wear them down
Wear them down, wear them down
Wear them down, wear them down
Wear them down, wear them down
Wear them down!
They all paid to get the good seats
We′ll be holding up the back wall
Always a sucker for the underdog
The one match that can ignite us all
Realize what their sayings true and just
Go! go! go! go!
You're not the angel they once knew
Writer(s): Drago Anthony E, Porcaro Carl Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

