Fite Nite

He enters the Dojo all fists of fury Whilst I sit - all judge and jury He wears that stupid Ohm tattoo That reminds me of you He wants to be part of my team And live every fighters dream Only there is no medal to win And you’ll enter a life of sin But he is young and brave And his soul I cannot save He has heard I can fight And that my bark is worse than my bite He knows how I broke my rib And keeps my secret fib I need to make his mind strong If to this clan he wants to belong I push his body to the extreme He proves himself part of the team Blood sweat and tears He slowly overcomes his fears Today is fight night I keep him in my sight Tonight he is my man Alas it is all part of a plan Time old story, they all want fame Victory against their name Forgetting their limited use For now which I will abuse