Ten men armed to the teeth
You're menacing
They close in and you feel
The adrenaline

One knocked cold by a jab of your shield
The other impaled by the sword that you wield

Two men charge either side
You break them

5 men come in a row
You're strengthening
They close in
And you feel the adrenaline
One lunge one spear
One catch
He's near
come here,
no fear

And the crowd cheers

Maaaarv, Marv, Marv, Marv
Maaaarv, Marv, Marv, Marv.
Marv, Marv, Marv, Marv, Marv, Marv

Another dead man
Ten more lunges miss
Blood sprays when a right hook hits
One flung like rag doll
Decorates the spikes on the wall
You don't stall
You make the rest fall

No one lives
You're bruised and your nicked
Your great chest heaves
You breath in the crowd and leave
For home
You're never alone
Except for nancy
she's your queen
she's your queen
And this is your century