Now kid, I know I haven't been a perfect man And I've avoided doing things I know I can But if I've learned one thing to tattoo on my arm Or burn into my thumb, it would be that You must stick up for yourself, son Never mind what anybody else done Stick up for yourself, son Never mind what anybody else done (Say what? Say what? Yeah) Oh, Max Schmeling was a formidable foe The Ambling Alp was too, at least that's what I'm told But if you learn one thing, you've learned it well In June, you must give fascists hell They'll run, but they can't hide You must stick up for yourself, son Never mind what anybody else done Stick up for yourself, son Never mind what anybody else done Stick up for yourself, son Never mind what anybody else done Stick up for yourself, son
Never mind what anybody else done And when those thunder clouds are crying in the skies, in the skies And when those fireflies keep shining in your eyes, in your eyes Keep your mind on the time with that a** on the line Keep your fleet feet sliding to the side, to the side Now, the world can be an unfair place at times But your lows will have their complement of highs And if anyone should cheat you Take advantage of, or beat you Raise your head and wear your wounds with pride You must stick up for yourself, son Never mind what anybody else done Stick up for yourself, son Never mind what anybody else done Stick up for yourself, son Never mind what anybody else done Stick up for yourself, son Never mind what anybody else done