Reverend And The Makers - The Wrestler lyrics

The warmth of the old The thrill of the new But he won't be told Now he's taken the view That the guilt is a foe that he'd much rather fight tomorrow He's taking her home He's had a few Sally is sold Because she's had a few too But the guilt is a foe that they'd both rather fight tomorrow So if you grapple get a grip Quick, don't slip tonight No stone cold speed or men in tights But there's a 1,2,3 when your conscience pins you down You can come at it with a Drop kick, it's quick to scar And turn a tussle into no holds barred You are the wrestler, and your conscience pins you down Preventing the pouts Persuading the doubts Removing the chance of ever being found out Time goes, take two, so they'll tag team til tomorrow The warmth of the old The thrill of the new But he won't be told Now he's taken the view That the guilt is a foe that they'd both rather fight tomorrow So if you grapple get a grip Quick, don't slip tonight No stone cold speed or men in tights But there's a 1,2,3 when your conscience pins you down You can come at it with a Drop kick, it's quick to scar And turn a tussle into no holds barred You are the wrestler, and your conscience pins you down I bet everyone's been a wrestler before Until you find that can't have her more I bet everyone's been a wrestler before Until you find that can't have her more I bet everyone's been a wrestler before Until you find that can't have her more I bet everyone's been a wrestler before Until you find that can't have her more So if you grapple get a grip Quick, don't slip tonight No stone cold speed or men in tights But there's a 1,2,3 when your conscience pins you down You can come at it with a Drop kick, it's quick to scar And turn a tussle into no holds barred You are the wrestler, and your conscience pins you down