Survivor, Jonathan Moffett
Ab, Am, Bb, C, Cm, F, Fm, G, Gm
Rising up, back on the street, did my time, took my chances.
With the distance now I'm back on my feet, just a man and his will to survive.
So many times it happens too fast, you trade your passion for glory.
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past, must fight just to keep them alive.
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight, rising up to the challenge of our rival.
End the length, don't survive, or start to spray in the night.
At least once in a cell with the eye of the tiger.
Face to face, out in the heat, hangin' tough, stayin' hungry.
Face the odds 'til we take to the street for the kill with the skill to survive.
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight, risin' up to the challenge of our rival.
And the left-arm survivor starts his prayer in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger
Rising up, straight to the top
Heffigut's got the glory
Went the distance, now I'm not gonna stop
Just a man and his will to survive
It's the eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight, rising up to the challenge of our rival.
And the last known survivor stops his prey in the night, and he's watching us all with the eye of the tiger.
The eye of the tiger, the eye of the tiger, the eye of the tiger, the eye of the tiger.