The Champ

Never be seen, and never be heard This is the way, it's the grey man's curse Aren't we free, so how's this worse? Don't give me that bullshit, catchphrase "It was better in my day" 'cause I know You broke every little thing that you built You lost every little thing that you'd always cherished and more You took every little breath that it took Don't analyse, just realise, you can't keep us at bay 'Cause we are the source Of all the things you're desperate to ignore When reality has washed up on the shore You're always turning tables And always telling tales I should ignore We are the source A virtual dream and a virtual life (life) Well, I'm in love with the older kind (kind) A biblical truth and a cynical lie (lie) Don't give me that tight-lipped, bullshit "Who says it's do or die?" Well, I do You got every little thing that you want You took every little thing that you'd always needed and more You got every little thing that it takes, Champ Don't theorise, don't criticise Just get the fuck out of my face 'Cause we are the source Of all the things you're desperate to ignore When reality has washed up on the shore You're always turning tables And always telling tales I should ignore We are the source We are the source We are the source We are the source Of all the things you're desperate to ignore When reality has washed up on the shore You're always turning tables And always telling tales I should ignore We are the source We are the source We are the source You're always turning tables And always telling tales I should ignore We are the source