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Lyrics:
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
Oh Max Schmeling was a formidable foe But 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 your ass 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
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