11 acessos
I've got a little bag of marbles and a catapult
Wound around my fingers, and I feel very small
But I could make myself big, if I wanted to
There is nothing courageous about anything I do
I'm trying to balance on an upturned milk crate
As I fumble with my catapult
And my hands are trembling as I try to aim
But every Goliath has its David
And I know kung fu
And I'm not afraid of you
Cos I might be small
But I'm not a coward
I've got puppy powers
That I'm not afraid to use
My fists are balled up in the pockets of my anorak
And I've got a pea shooter hidden behind my back
All I need to do is sit and wait to be attacked
If I thought that it would make me happy then I would
Tie a handkerchief to a stick and surrender
But that isn't what I want to do
I will never live up to my expectations
Every Goliath has its David
And I know kung fu
And I'm not afraid of you
Cos I might be small
But I'm not a coward
I've got puppy powers
That I'm not afraid to use
I'm trying to balance on an upturned milk crate
As I fumble with my catapult
And my hands are trembling as I try to aim it
But every Goliath has its David
And I know kung fu
And I'm not afraid of you
Cos I might be small
But I'm not a coward
I've got puppy powers
That I'm not afraid to use