The underdogs keep running after shining motorbikes - trying to keep up while
they look back and laugh; we’re so tired of dragging our hearts. it’s the
chrome and the steel, and all the power th
Wanna feel; so when we catch them we will rip them apart ’cos it’s no more than
they did to us.
We’ve been waiting so long, we know just what we want: we will cheat and we’ll
rob, ’cos we are the underdogs. we are the underdogs.
The underdogs, we’ve had too much sh*t kicked in our lives to stop us howling
at the moon through the night - if it keeps them up then that’s alright. to be
bitter and alone is such a dirty litt
B, we’re jaded to our brittle bones. ’cos we are the underdogs, yes we are the
underdogs.
[chorus]
The underdogs, we are the underdogs,
The underdogs, we are the underdogs...