I didn’t ask for this
Perplexed as I might
Be to be thinking
About you all the time
I am not much a man
Cursed as I might
Be such a weakling
But there’s honor in this fight
So I will line up
With all the others
And I’ll run like hell for the potential
Of words like you and me
But in the race for you
I wasn’t very fast
Now second place is just the same as last
Only the strong can win
That’s how it’s always been
No point to wish
I eat out of the underdog’s dish
Chorus