| Song | Knockin' Em Down |
| Artist | Icehouse |
| Album | Man of Colours/Code Blue |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Davies | |
| Well, there's no way out of Marrickville | |
| For the son of the hard working man | |
| Where the punk who has the muscle | |
| Is the leader of the local gang | |
| Well, there ain't no time for discussion | |
| And there ain't no time to waste | |
| You just take him on single handed | |
| You push him, 'til he breaks | |
| He said, "hey, that's alright | |
| I can take it for one more round | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin 'em down..." | |
| So he grew up wild and reckless | |
| And he grew up quick and mean | |
| 'Til an enterprising gentleman | |
| Put his talents in the ring | |
| He said, "boy you're just a renegade | |
| You got no place left to hide... | |
| I can make you fame and fortune | |
| Maybe champion of the world..." | |
| He said, "hey, that's alright | |
| I can take it for one more round | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin 'em down..." | |
| He said, "hey, that's alright | |
| I can stand here and hold my ground | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin 'em down..." | |
| Well, there's blood on the canvas and leather | |
| And he learned his lesson well | |
| But the boy keeps swingin' those punches | |
| 'Til he hears that final bell | |
| He said, "hey, that's alright | |
| I can take it for one more round | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin 'em down..." | |
| He said, "hey, that's alright | |
| I can stand here and hold my ground | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin 'em down..." | |
| He said, "hey, that's alright | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But they boy, hey | |
| But the boy keeps knockin 'em down..." |
| zuo qu : Davies | |
| Well, there' s no way out of Marrickville | |
| For the son of the hard working man | |
| Where the punk who has the muscle | |
| Is the leader of the local gang | |
| Well, there ain' t no time for discussion | |
| And there ain' t no time to waste | |
| You just take him on single handed | |
| You push him, ' til he breaks | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can take it for one more round | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| So he grew up wild and reckless | |
| And he grew up quick and mean | |
| ' Til an enterprising gentleman | |
| Put his talents in the ring | |
| He said, " boy you' re just a renegade | |
| You got no place left to hide... | |
| I can make you fame and fortune | |
| Maybe champion of the world..." | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can take it for one more round | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can stand here and hold my ground | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| Well, there' s blood on the canvas and leather | |
| And he learned his lesson well | |
| But the boy keeps swingin' those punches | |
| ' Til he hears that final bell | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can take it for one more round | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can stand here and hold my ground | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But they boy, hey | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." |
| zuò qǔ : Davies | |
| Well, there' s no way out of Marrickville | |
| For the son of the hard working man | |
| Where the punk who has the muscle | |
| Is the leader of the local gang | |
| Well, there ain' t no time for discussion | |
| And there ain' t no time to waste | |
| You just take him on single handed | |
| You push him, ' til he breaks | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can take it for one more round | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| So he grew up wild and reckless | |
| And he grew up quick and mean | |
| ' Til an enterprising gentleman | |
| Put his talents in the ring | |
| He said, " boy you' re just a renegade | |
| You got no place left to hide... | |
| I can make you fame and fortune | |
| Maybe champion of the world..." | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can take it for one more round | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can stand here and hold my ground | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| Well, there' s blood on the canvas and leather | |
| And he learned his lesson well | |
| But the boy keeps swingin' those punches | |
| ' Til he hears that final bell | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can take it for one more round | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| I can stand here and hold my ground | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." | |
| He said, " hey, that' s alright | |
| You can give me your best shot, baby | |
| But they boy, hey | |
| But the boy keeps knockin ' em down..." |