Dog fighter supremo

Looking at me now you’d think
I probably wasn’t all that hot
each fight took me to the brink
my face and jaws and teeth were not
really in my minds eye
my loyalty wasn’t there
I have never wanted to fight my own
I have never felt to bare

my teeth in combat really
inside of me my heart
was more about my actual breed
and from that I have to start
much of what most of us do
is down to human kind
and of course they are not kind at all
and most of them are blind

a mindless bunch of infidels
intoxicated on
dollar bills and drugs you know
and we all feel put upon
it isn’t in our nature to fight each other, we
are trained up, tortured and beaten
that’s the life I see
its all about aggression
its dark down in those pits
chained up and kept hungry
by the handlers who are shits!

fighting means you have to win
and take what ever comes
you have to beat the opposition
even if we’re chums
we still go all out really
proving we’re the best
and so we get a hiding
often and have to pass each test

I know I look an awful mess
and goodness me it aches
whether I can fight again
it really clearly takes
a great deal out of all of us
and the veterinary my word
those bills they pay are astronomic
bordering on absurd

but everyone connected
has to be in the game
and of course if its illegal
which so many people claim
but fights are happening
every night
the venue’s they are packed
gambling fever rocks the stalls
you should hear the crowd react

I will be off for some time
that’s if I ever get
back into an arena
I think my future is set
if I don’t fight there’s no money
so its run or be put down
both options not what I would choose
especially this clown

who bloody well looks after me
he’s a rough and tumble spiv
smokes the funny baccy
and always tries to give
less for more
that’s what he does less for more he spouts
I don’t know what to make of him
but he’s got a couple of louts

that take me out a walking
and they are cruel to me
they kick my arse and hurt me
I bleed quite easily
a pair of real piss takers
these two and they got
the last fight and as you can see
their dog hurts me a lot

I really know the chips are down
I have got to get away
the people are a lousy lot
this world is how can I say
so vile and so aggressive
its so brutal what they do
to each other so what chance
have, we not a lot my view

Is I’d be better clearing off
but in this state I will
not get passed a week out on the street
I’m good and true
broken really just too injured
and I can’t believe
that anyone would care for me
what would they achieve
apart from seeing me get better
and then just be their pet
other than that I am hopeless
I have fallen through the net

but it happens to so many
we’re killed if we lose
and when we lose we generally lose
badly it don’t need clues
look at me I’m in a state
of pain and agony
disfigured and so tortured
dog fighting ain’t for me

whatever this Steve King says
I couldn’t care a less
he thinks fighting is al’right
he doesn’t know the stress
that comes down from the humans
its perilous you know
it really is no dogs life
when you are just part of their show

then you are a chattel
owned by someone who
will dump you down the nearest well
that’s what fighters do
compassion is not anything they ever knew about
aggression yea and nastiness
those two words are not in doubt

I am lost completely
a fighter not again
not every pit bull wants this life
its really too much pain
and too much legal battle
the authorities are on
they take some of them actually
when you want them they are gone

I think it won’t be long
before I ride out in a car
but do not get to come back
that’s probably when I star
in the bang bang that’s your lot mate
in a concrete jacket I
will spend my days creating
thoughts where ever I may lie