Lyrics

[INTRO]
Randrew, oh Randrew, you picked a fight,
But it’s hard to take you seriously tonight.
You think you’re tough, but it’s plain to see,
You’re just an old man, what could this be?

[VERSE 1]
Fifty-eight years, living life on the edge,
But your belly's in the way, not a fighter’s pledge.
You sip on your drinks, while I sharpen my game,
You may want the glory, but I want the fame.

[CHORUS]
Randrew, it’s time to face the truth,
You’re all bark, but no bite in this booth.
I’ll step on your turf, and when the bell tolls,
Just remember this fight is for the bold souls.

[VERSE 2]
I saw your video, a cringe-worthy sight,
You looked like a teddy bear ready to fight.
Claiming you’re fierce, showing off your old fist,
But if I’m being honest, you’re lost in the mist.

[CHORUS]
Randrew, it’s time to face the truth,
You’re all bark, but no bite in this booth.
I’ll step on your turf, and when the bell tolls,
Just remember this fight is for the bold souls.

[BRIDGE]
And I know you’ll be nervous, that's part of the game,
But when I land on your turf, will you still feel the same?
With every step closer, can you feel the heat?
You should’ve picked wisely, Randrew, admit defeat!

[VERSE 3]
I’m set for arrival, what’s your plan now?
As I step off the plane, it’s time for the showdown.
In fifteen seconds flat, get ready to drop,
I’ll make you regret that you ever gave me a shot.

[CHORUS]
Randrew, it’s time to face the truth,
You’re all bark, but no bite in this booth.
I’ll step on your turf, and when the bell tolls,
Just remember this fight is for the bold souls.

[OUTRO]
So here’s my final word, mark it down tight,
While you’re nursing your drinks, I’ll be claiming the night.
When this farce is all