| Song | Medicine Ball |
| Artist | Dan Bull |
| Album | Face (Needlessly Extravagant Edition) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dan Bull | |
| 作曲 : Dan Bull | |
| Listen imagine Dan sat in the back of an ambulance | |
| chatting to Adam and telling him that | |
| he's had enough of this madness | |
| **** if that actually happenedm I haven't the faintest clue | |
| The concussion had damaged | |
| my grey matter and mushed my brain to goo | |
| but when I unravelled the bandage to see my face anew | |
| my eyes' vacant gaze described what I should aim to do | |
| and that's whatever the **** it takes to make it through | |
| Enough pussying about now I'm a sabretooth and nature's brutal | |
| In the old days I used to say I didn't need to pay my dues | |
| Ha how far was I away from truth | |
| And in the old days I used to wait for opportunities to happen | |
| Now I make my opportunities and grab them | |
| What doesn't kill will not make you stronger | |
| but at least you're going to live a little longer | |
| so take everything right on the chin | |
| and never ever ever give in | |
| I was nearly a limited edition | |
| because I could have been swimming with the fishes | |
| but being in critical condition | |
| would give me the volition | |
| to fulful my mission as a skilled musician ambition | |
| kill competition with my ill compositions | |
| and then build my position up until I'm a religion | |
| Roll up roll up my shirt sleeves I see the vision | |
| Turn the key in the ignition | |
| burn and speed into the distance | |
| even if it means you're gonna be in a collision | |
| well at least you've given us a firm reason to listen | |
| Desert the feeble disposition | |
| learn to feed on criticism | |
| spurn the media's derision | |
| earn your keep and keep on living | |
| Hurting people is a piece of piss | |
| but it requires guts to be kind | |
| I don't know why I didn't see this shit | |
| I must have been blind | |
| But even despite that dust in my eye will never settle | |
| I will never bite the dust 'til I die | |
| What doesn't kill will not make you stronger | |
| but at least you're going to live a little longer | |
| so take everything right on the chin | |
| and never ever ever give in | |
| Look whether you're holding a bunch of roses | |
| or holding a gun just know this | |
| you've got to soldier on roll with the punches throw fists | |
| Keep holding on lift that boulder on your shoulders strong | |
| Souls are one thing but the body's been evolving long | |
| before you ever knew the pain | |
| It's hurting me | |
| Recuperation is a state of elevation | |
| gave me endless days to meditate and strengthen every failing I had | |
| Being a patient gave me patience and determination | |
| dedication to bettering Dan | |
| Man I've taken beatings taken knees to the face | |
| My bloodstream stained the streets of this place | |
| where I reside seeped through the pavement | |
| making me a piece of the neighbourhood | |
| Could you keep it more real than me right there if you tried | |
| From the stitches in my elbow to the tears in my side | |
| my scars are badges of honour I bear them with pride | |
| They stitched my scalp fixed my split eyebrow | |
| and another time they took out a bit of my bowel | |
| Being a patient gave me patience and determination | |
| helped me to see a way out of the maze found an escape | |
| came out of the daze | |
| How many ways more will I be knocked to the ground now | |
| But they named me Danny Boy | |
| because you're never going to keep me down | |
| What doesn't kill will not make you stronger | |
| but at least you're going to live a little longer | |
| so take everything right on the chin | |
| and never ever ever give in |
| zuo ci : Dan Bull | |
| zuo qu : Dan Bull | |
| Listen imagine Dan sat in the back of an ambulance | |
| chatting to Adam and telling him that | |
| he' s had enough of this madness | |
| if that actually happenedm I haven' t the faintest clue | |
| The concussion had damaged | |
| my grey matter and mushed my brain to goo | |
| but when I unravelled the bandage to see my face anew | |
| my eyes' vacant gaze described what I should aim to do | |
| and that' s whatever the it takes to make it through | |
| Enough pussying about now I' m a sabretooth and nature' s brutal | |
| In the old days I used to say I didn' t need to pay my dues | |
| Ha how far was I away from truth | |
| And in the old days I used to wait for opportunities to happen | |
| Now I make my opportunities and grab them | |
| What doesn' t kill will not make you stronger | |
| but at least you' re going to live a little longer | |
| so take everything right on the chin | |
| and never ever ever give in | |
| I was nearly a limited edition | |
| because I could have been swimming with the fishes | |
| but being in critical condition | |
| would give me the volition | |
| to fulful my mission as a skilled musician ambition | |
| kill competition with my ill compositions | |
| and then build my position up until I' m a religion | |
| Roll up roll up my shirt sleeves I see the vision | |
| Turn the key in the ignition | |
| burn and speed into the distance | |
| even if it means you' re gonna be in a collision | |
| well at least you' ve given us a firm reason to listen | |
| Desert the feeble disposition | |
| learn to feed on criticism | |
| spurn the media' s derision | |
| earn your keep and keep on living | |
| Hurting people is a piece of piss | |
| but it requires guts to be kind | |
| I don' t know why I didn' t see this shit | |
| I must have been blind | |
| But even despite that dust in my eye will never settle | |
| I will never bite the dust ' til I die | |
| What doesn' t kill will not make you stronger | |
| but at least you' re going to live a little longer | |
| so take everything right on the chin | |
| and never ever ever give in | |
| Look whether you' re holding a bunch of roses | |
| or holding a gun just know this | |
| you' ve got to soldier on roll with the punches throw fists | |
| Keep holding on lift that boulder on your shoulders strong | |
| Souls are one thing but the body' s been evolving long | |
| before you ever knew the pain | |
| It' s hurting me | |
| Recuperation is a state of elevation | |
| gave me endless days to meditate and strengthen every failing I had | |
| Being a patient gave me patience and determination | |
| dedication to bettering Dan | |
| Man I' ve taken beatings taken knees to the face | |
| My bloodstream stained the streets of this place | |
| where I reside seeped through the pavement | |
| making me a piece of the neighbourhood | |
| Could you keep it more real than me right there if you tried | |
| From the stitches in my elbow to the tears in my side | |
| my scars are badges of honour I bear them with pride | |
| They stitched my scalp fixed my split eyebrow | |
| and another time they took out a bit of my bowel | |
| Being a patient gave me patience and determination | |
| helped me to see a way out of the maze found an escape | |
| came out of the daze | |
| How many ways more will I be knocked to the ground now | |
| But they named me Danny Boy | |
| because you' re never going to keep me down | |
| What doesn' t kill will not make you stronger | |
| but at least you' re going to live a little longer | |
| so take everything right on the chin | |
| and never ever ever give in |
| zuò cí : Dan Bull | |
| zuò qǔ : Dan Bull | |
| Listen imagine Dan sat in the back of an ambulance | |
| chatting to Adam and telling him that | |
| he' s had enough of this madness | |
| if that actually happenedm I haven' t the faintest clue | |
| The concussion had damaged | |
| my grey matter and mushed my brain to goo | |
| but when I unravelled the bandage to see my face anew | |
| my eyes' vacant gaze described what I should aim to do | |
| and that' s whatever the it takes to make it through | |
| Enough pussying about now I' m a sabretooth and nature' s brutal | |
| In the old days I used to say I didn' t need to pay my dues | |
| Ha how far was I away from truth | |
| And in the old days I used to wait for opportunities to happen | |
| Now I make my opportunities and grab them | |
| What doesn' t kill will not make you stronger | |
| but at least you' re going to live a little longer | |
| so take everything right on the chin | |
| and never ever ever give in | |
| I was nearly a limited edition | |
| because I could have been swimming with the fishes | |
| but being in critical condition | |
| would give me the volition | |
| to fulful my mission as a skilled musician ambition | |
| kill competition with my ill compositions | |
| and then build my position up until I' m a religion | |
| Roll up roll up my shirt sleeves I see the vision | |
| Turn the key in the ignition | |
| burn and speed into the distance | |
| even if it means you' re gonna be in a collision | |
| well at least you' ve given us a firm reason to listen | |
| Desert the feeble disposition | |
| learn to feed on criticism | |
| spurn the media' s derision | |
| earn your keep and keep on living | |
| Hurting people is a piece of piss | |
| but it requires guts to be kind | |
| I don' t know why I didn' t see this shit | |
| I must have been blind | |
| But even despite that dust in my eye will never settle | |
| I will never bite the dust ' til I die | |
| What doesn' t kill will not make you stronger | |
| but at least you' re going to live a little longer | |
| so take everything right on the chin | |
| and never ever ever give in | |
| Look whether you' re holding a bunch of roses | |
| or holding a gun just know this | |
| you' ve got to soldier on roll with the punches throw fists | |
| Keep holding on lift that boulder on your shoulders strong | |
| Souls are one thing but the body' s been evolving long | |
| before you ever knew the pain | |
| It' s hurting me | |
| Recuperation is a state of elevation | |
| gave me endless days to meditate and strengthen every failing I had | |
| Being a patient gave me patience and determination | |
| dedication to bettering Dan | |
| Man I' ve taken beatings taken knees to the face | |
| My bloodstream stained the streets of this place | |
| where I reside seeped through the pavement | |
| making me a piece of the neighbourhood | |
| Could you keep it more real than me right there if you tried | |
| From the stitches in my elbow to the tears in my side | |
| my scars are badges of honour I bear them with pride | |
| They stitched my scalp fixed my split eyebrow | |
| and another time they took out a bit of my bowel | |
| Being a patient gave me patience and determination | |
| helped me to see a way out of the maze found an escape | |
| came out of the daze | |
| How many ways more will I be knocked to the ground now | |
| But they named me Danny Boy | |
| because you' re never going to keep me down | |
| What doesn' t kill will not make you stronger | |
| but at least you' re going to live a little longer | |
| so take everything right on the chin | |
| and never ever ever give in |