Lyrics Most Of Us Prize Fighters - A.C. Newman

Most Of Us Prize Fighters

Sing what your worth, dinner is served, open your eyes
Most of us prizefighters will fall for fashion
But who of us here wants to look back, just to realize
That most of us prizefighters will fall for fashion?
So why wouldn’t we fall for you?
The curse of the crowded room, one we have all been to
In the course of a lifetime
Cut to, a figure alone too soon, figure it out
Now who, who would you like it to be?
Yeah, who would you like it to be?
Some have to fight, forced onto sides, heroes will rise
But most of us prizefighters will fall for fashion
Most of us prizefighters will fall for fashion
Most of us prizefighters will fall for fashion