Come all you fakers
I'm baking the bread
I promise it will blow you away
Spread the news boys
I'm dressed for the dance
Jabbing, punching, giving you hell
Crazy or sane
Who's keeping the score
What matter's I will punch
Where it counts
Fearless and proud
Kinda liking the pain
I promise you won't see me down
Every time that I fight you
Revolution's on my sleeve
Taking my hatred to new heights
I'm no Jack Johnson
And I can't dance like Sugar Ray
But I've got more guts that the rest
Fight!