Secret Army - Bitterboy's Ballad lyrics

He went far from home to stand on his own His fists would talk for him When he was back the challenge was done He dragged that Thai to the ground Then he felt weird 'cause he firmly believed That the world had no more chances He feels alone in a dumb odd world That has nothing to offer He beats the blues with shots of booze So bring here that bottle of whisky He feeds his soul with reggae tunes While his feet stomp the dancefloor For this good fellow has lost his faith So he has tons of heart to offer Let's hope the world respects its new foe Or someone will be in trouble He respects few and fears no one He knows life'll try to beat him up His bruises will be nothing but just triffles In the end the Bitter Boy Will hang in there hoarding the joy Of smashing down the arrogance of this f**ing world He doesn't care but he should know well That some day the tables will turn He'll grab the world by the balls And will make it promise That his family and friends will be OK If something bad ever happened Hey Bitter Boy, here come more blows But we'll stand here to stop them