Faced the face,
out in the heat
Hanging it up, staying hungry
Faced at the odds, still we take to the street For the cube, with the skew, to survive,
it's a dude I heard the tigers,
The thrill of the fights rising
up Through the terrors of our rival
And in the last rose of Irish frost Is spreading the night and he's watching
us Over the eyes
of the tiger
Rising up
straight to the top
and the guts got the glory
With the distance now I'm not gonna stop, just the man I was built to survive
It's the eye of the tiger It's the thrill of the fight Surpassing
them to the talent of our rival
And the last of our survivors
But since preying the night Our dream has worked in us Now it's the eye
of the tiger The night I could be watching the star with the eye of a tiger