Times are tough but don't you frown
We'll pick us up and knock us down
You hang your head, I'll raise it high
Once around with a victory cry
Nothing to break and bleed
The race is on, you know?
The final punch a victory blow
Tear it down and raise it again
Show me the start, I'll show you the end
If I should die, for goodness sake
Get me back in time for the wake
You take me down, I'll learn from that
Return the favor and pick up your hat
I float, I sail, I sprint on the wind
"How's it done?" I'll show you again
I punch, I bleed, I sweat
Swerve and curse and race
You're caught up in the victory pace