Walking Dynamite - Stiff Little Fingers

No one knows exactly where he came from

It wassomewhere in arkansaw

Grew up flat broke with no education

Had his run-ins with the law

His fists became his passport out of hell

When some guys saw he used them pretty well

They’d found something to sell

But Sonny tell me

When you were young you had to fight

Became the champion

And you were walkin' dynamite

Prayed on their fears

Though quite sincere

They wouldn’t let you change

Oh can’t you tell me?

Flying back to philly in the morning

With the belt stashed in his bag

He talked of how the whole world would treat him better

Now he was the champ

Said he’d like to give a little break

But no-one listens toa despised black

Except a well-worn hack

But Sonny tell me

When you were young you had to fight

Became the champion

And you were walkin' dynamite

Prayed on their fears

Though quite sincere

They wouldn’t let you change

Oh can’t you tell me?

Minds made up and ears closed against you

You just couldn’t understand

You’d made them rich, yeah you’d entertained them

You were still a hated man

It seemed like they had used you as their clown

But never let the bastards grind you down

But Sonny tell me

When you were young you had to fight

Became the champion

And you were walkin' dynamite

Prayed on their fears

Though quite sincere

They wouldn’t let you change

Oh can’t you tell me?

But Sonny tell me

When you were young you had to fight

Became the champion

And you were walkin' dynamite

Prayed on their fears

Though quite sincere

They wouldn’t let you change

Oh can’t you tell me?

A man deserves his dignity

A man deserves his pride