The Fight Song

I'm gonna fight This fight And try to get out of here And I'm going in with my life To make sure that you'll disappear And I will mount you Press my knees on both sides And you will let me Let me, let me ride And if you don't than I won't Leave you galloping in my national park I'll track you down Cause I know Every corner of this countryside And I will mount you Press my knees on both sides And you will let me Let me, let me ride I'll pull your mane As hard as I can Stick my fingers in your mouth with my cramped-up hand Until you stop Then I'll try to get off Still I'm hanging in your body parts And even though you are ten Goliaths I'll hold I'll hold at feast your head And as I rest on my wounded left I'll kick you randomly in the chest And I'll show you how ribs can capture air And leave unbearable pressure And when you're down I'll lay beside you I'll catch the remaining glimmer in your eyes And then later I'll ask you As my last and final rescue Now you know Tell me why And then I'll let you I'll let you ride Now you know Tell me why And I'll let you Let you, let you ride