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You’re wrestling the devil, fighting to be “the man” When you wrestle the devil, its catch-as-catch can It’s no holds barred, anything goes, a regular street fight The world is watching the main event on Saturday night It’s a death match; the winner takes it all The match is scheduled for TV time, or one fall The devil is tricky, he’s got friends outside the ring Whips, chains, tables and chairs, that’s what they bring Sorrows got you in the corner, headlock squeezing tight Best do something quick, even if you have to bite Pains have got you down, in the center of the mat He’s got you trapped, like a big city rat You need to break free, get out of his hold If you don’t, you’ll be stuck, like the cheese and the mold You’ve got to keep moving, you better have a plan When you wrestle the devil, its catch-as-catch can The crowd is roaring; it’s time to bust out your moves Careful now, watch him Jim, look out for those hooves You got him on the ropes, with help from some fan When you wrestle the devil, it’s catch-as-catch can Now it’s time the show is over, they called it a draw He would have had you, except for that one little flaw He didn’t know you had faith and truth on your side When he came up against that, all his threats died You wrestled the devil, now he knows you’re “the man” When you wrestle the devil, its catch-as-catch can
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Jul 6, 2025
Jul 6, 2025 at 6:41 PM UTC
Wrestling the Devil
You’re wrestling the devil, fighting to be “the man” When you wrestle the devil, its catch-as-catch can It’s no holds barred, anything goes, a regular street fight The world is watching the main event on Saturday night It’s a death match; the winner takes it all The match is scheduled for TV time, or one fall The devil is tricky, he’s got friends outside the ring Whips, chains, tables and chairs, that’s what they bring Sorrows got you in the corner, headlock squeezing tight Best do something quick, even if you have to bite Pains have got you down, in the center of the mat He’s got you trapped, like a big city rat You need to break free, get out of his hold If you don’t, you’ll be stuck, like the cheese and the mold You’ve got to keep moving, you better have a plan When you wrestle the devil, its catch-as-catch can The crowd is roaring; it’s time to bust out your moves Careful now, watch him Jim, look out for those hooves You got him on the ropes, with help from some fan When you wrestle the devil, it’s catch-as-catch can Now it’s time the show is over, they called it a draw He would have had you, except for that one little flaw He didn’t know you had faith and truth on your side When he came up against that, all his threats died You wrestled the devil, now he knows you’re “the man” When you wrestle the devil, its catch-as-catch can
For all of us who fight demons, fight to win.
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68/M/United States
Jul 6, 2025
Jul 6, 2025 at 6:41 PM UTC
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