Song Description
A teenage boxer's angst as he strives to become a man, from the perspective of a close but outside observer.
| Song Length |
4:39 |
Genre |
Pop - Rock, Rock - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Subject |
Masculinity, Teens |
Language |
English |
| Era |
1970 - 1979 |
| |
Lyrics
Manchild
©1969 David Patick Richter & Mike Braun
Sitting in his corner, head down in his hands,
The manchild weeps the waiting, unable to stand
Seventeen years locked up behind tears of pride.
He is the man, the child weeps inside.
He is just a young man trying to grow old.
His life is filled with tin cans; his taste leans to gold.
Ring around the rosey. Boxing ring tonight.
Sweat trickles down. The manchild will fight.
You cannot tell him tales of all the battles you have won.
And you can't keep reminding him his life has just begun.
Manchild tell them tales of all the battles you?ll begin.
Manchild please remember then, death is life's only twin.
Screaming for a blood bath, hate pours through the crowd.
Alone in his leather gloves the stallion stands proud
In his trance. Bell ringing; start the dance; round one.
Forget the pain. Lightning punch, you've won.
Manchild tell them tales of all the battles you have won.
Manchild keep reminding them, your life has just begun.
Manchild tell them tales of all the battles you have
won.