i was a fighter   the fight was in my blood   i was a bull two fists like the side of a mountain      i was hungry    they shaped my heart into a knot   it's all i've got i've turned into a shark      something isn't right in me today   i can feel the beating of my heart   i don't want to fight no more   i've lost the will i hate the gore   i'm not the brooding man you used to know      i don't want to fight no more   there's nothing left i'm out the door   i stumble in the ring to pay the rent      i was a fighter    those days are over now   i won't turn back    i changed my mitts for cherry pits      something isn't right in me today    i can feel the beating of my heart   i don't want to fight no more   i've lost the will i hate the gore   i'm not the brooding man you used to know      i don't want to fight no more    there's nothing left i'm out the door   i stumble in the ring to pay the rent      what could we possibly say   i don't like this day    that will give me strength to win again      just like the good old days    a champ from the streets   a brute from the beat   a great iron man