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Lyrics Champ - Marc Almond, The Willing Sinners
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Champ , by -Marc Almond Song from the album: Mother Fist And Her Five Daughters
Record label:Some Bizarre -
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| Way back then I was a champion
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| A fighter in the ring
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| And all the crowds would cheer
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| My praises they would sing
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| Now I am a forgotten man
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| A hobo out alone
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| No champ to push me on
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| Nothing, no-one to call my own
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| I was a dark eyed boy
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| Stars in his eyes
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| Promises made flesh and blood
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| Grip of arm
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| And granite charm
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| Oh, times were golden
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| Times were good
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| Sinew young
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| And skin of ore
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| Molten and streaming with dreams
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| Now I nod away the days
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| Barely remembering names it seems |
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