Lyrics:

I've got a little bag of marbles and a catapult
Wound around my fingers and I feel very small
But I could make myself big if I wanted to
There is nothing courageous about anything I do

I'm trying to balance on an upturned milk crate
As I fumble with my catapult
And my hands are trembling as I try to aim it
But every Goliath has its David

And I know kung fu
And I'm not afraid of you
'cause I might be small
But I'm not a coward
I've got puppy powers
That I'm not afraid to use

My fists are balled up in my pockets of my anorak
And I've got a peashooter hidden behind my back
All I need to do is sit and wait to be attacked
If I thought that it would make me happy then I would

Tie a handkerchief to a stick and surrender
But that isn't what I want to do
I will never live up to my expectations
Every Goliath has its David

And I know kung fu
And I'm not afraid of you
'cause I might be small
But I'm not a coward
I've got puppy powers
That I'm not afraid to use

I'm trying to balance on an upturned milk crate
As I fumble with my catapult
And my hands are trembling as I try to aim it
But every Goliath has its David

And I know kung fu
And I'm not afraid of you
'cause I might be small
But I'm not a coward
I've puppy powers
That I'm not afraid to use