Fighting Man - Gillan

There’s a man

Living on the kind of street that makes you wonder

Got a face that tells the life of city thunder

Here’s the man

In his hand

Is a gun that says he doesn’t need a reason

And there’s no-one gonna take away the freedom

In his hand

He’s a bad mistake

Got no heart to hate

Got a mind that can

He’s a fighter’s fighting man

He’s got style

Got a reputation no-one dares to question

Gives you promises if you should ever mention

He’s got style

Got a road

Stretches straight between the eyes of any hero

Through the heart of many fools who try it’s zero

Down the road

Fighter’s fighting man

He’s got arms of steel

He’s got hands that kill

Got a mind that can

He’s a fighter’s fighting man