Kid Icarus - Sam Roberts Band

Every morning when I wake up

Try to get going, try to fill my cup

Taping my knuckles for a dust-up

‘Cause there’s no other way for me to fill my cup, woah

Now every time that I break down

Some up and comer tryin' to steal my crown

Gonna send him back to the underground

And that’s what you get for tryin' to steal my crown

I ain’t going down easy

I ain’t going down easy

You’re not the only one

Who’s flying too close to the sun

Set the world on fire if you’re so inclined

Gonna lay down low, gonna bide my time

Gonna pull the strings till it all unwinds

But set yourself on fire if you’re so inclined

I ain’t going down easy

I ain’t going down easy

You’re not the only one

Who’s flying too close to the sun

Flying too close to the sun

I, I coulda been a contender

I coulda been a contender, I coulda been a contender

I, I coulda been a contender

I coulda been a contender, I coulda been a contender

I gotta pick myself up

I gotta pick myself up

I gotta pick myself up

One more round

I know that you’d be face down

On the mat I’m on the ropes but

Here comes the uppercut

Here comes the uppercut

I ain’t going down easy

I ain’t going down easy

You’re not the only one

Who’s flying too close to the sun