CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Training Montage 2 / Eye of the Tiger
Risin' up
Back on the street
Took his time, took his chances
Went the distance, now he's back on his feet
Just a man and his will to survive
This ain't about footwork, it's about balance
When you can move without breaking your string, you have balance!
And then Creed's gonna find out, he's fightin' a very dangerous man
So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your pa**ion for glory
Dance, dammit kid, dance!
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the
Eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
I'll be watching him far with thе eye
Of the tigеr
Face-to-face
Feelin' the heat
Hanging tough, staying hungry
They stack the odds for a certain defeat
Gotta kill, for the skill to survive
And another thing, Rock! No more makin' it with that girlfriend o' yours until after the fight!
Remember, kid- women weaken legs!
It's the
Eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all (watching us all)
That feel better?
Yeah, thanks. I'm just sore
I already did fifteen miles this morning
You gotta be tired
You wanna go lie down on my bed for a little while?
No, I just wanna catch my breath
You sure?
Hey! There's no foolin' around during training, I gotta stay strong
Alright. I'll go make you some eggs
Yo Adrian, I'm sorry
Are you mad at me?
You got a scrunched up shoulder and an aching neck
You're like some beat-up car that's had a minor wreck
I think I gotta be nuts, then I say, what the heck?
'Cause hey...
Hey, I'll make you those eggs
Women weaken legs. Boom
Surprise- that's our secret weapon, kid
So no public appearances, no talkin' to the press, understand?
Welcome to shamrock meatpacking
Yo Paulie, what them two doin' here?
Oh, I had this great idea, Rock
I'm makin' you into a celebrity on the TV
Lina Mikenne here in a freezing Philadelphia meat locker with heavyweight challenger Rocky Balboa
Where he has come up with a highly original way of training for his t**le bout
Believe it or not, he punches sides of raw beef!
Can we have a little demonstration for the Philadelphia folks at home?
Well, uh, I shouldn't, but yeah, okay
Risin' up, straight to the top
Got the guts, got the glory
Don't get c*cky now, just seen Balboa on the TV and he ain't no pushover
Went the distance, now he ain't gonna stop
But the plan, he's the man, won't survive
Next!
You're in great shape, kid! No fighter's ever been in better shape
So one last run, and then no more runnin', not even for a goddamn bus
Yeah, one last run
Go again, go Rocky, run!
It's the
Eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us, watching us all
It's the
Eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye
Gonna fly
Gonna fly now
Gonna fly
Back on the street
Took his time, took his chances
Went the distance, now he's back on his feet
Just a man and his will to survive
This ain't about footwork, it's about balance
When you can move without breaking your string, you have balance!
And then Creed's gonna find out, he's fightin' a very dangerous man
So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your pa**ion for glory
Dance, dammit kid, dance!
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive
It's the
Eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
I'll be watching him far with thе eye
Of the tigеr
Face-to-face
Feelin' the heat
Hanging tough, staying hungry
They stack the odds for a certain defeat
Gotta kill, for the skill to survive
And another thing, Rock! No more makin' it with that girlfriend o' yours until after the fight!
Remember, kid- women weaken legs!
It's the
Eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all (watching us all)
That feel better?
Yeah, thanks. I'm just sore
I already did fifteen miles this morning
You gotta be tired
You wanna go lie down on my bed for a little while?
No, I just wanna catch my breath
You sure?
Hey! There's no foolin' around during training, I gotta stay strong
Alright. I'll go make you some eggs
Yo Adrian, I'm sorry
Are you mad at me?
You got a scrunched up shoulder and an aching neck
You're like some beat-up car that's had a minor wreck
I think I gotta be nuts, then I say, what the heck?
'Cause hey...
Hey, I'll make you those eggs
Women weaken legs. Boom
Surprise- that's our secret weapon, kid
So no public appearances, no talkin' to the press, understand?
Welcome to shamrock meatpacking
Yo Paulie, what them two doin' here?
Oh, I had this great idea, Rock
I'm makin' you into a celebrity on the TV
Lina Mikenne here in a freezing Philadelphia meat locker with heavyweight challenger Rocky Balboa
Where he has come up with a highly original way of training for his t**le bout
Believe it or not, he punches sides of raw beef!
Can we have a little demonstration for the Philadelphia folks at home?
Well, uh, I shouldn't, but yeah, okay
Risin' up, straight to the top
Got the guts, got the glory
Don't get c*cky now, just seen Balboa on the TV and he ain't no pushover
Went the distance, now he ain't gonna stop
But the plan, he's the man, won't survive
Next!
You're in great shape, kid! No fighter's ever been in better shape
So one last run, and then no more runnin', not even for a goddamn bus
Yeah, one last run
Go again, go Rocky, run!
It's the
Eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us, watching us all
It's the
Eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight
Rising up to the challenge of our rival
And the last known survivor stalks his prey in the night
And he's watching us all with the eye
Gonna fly
Gonna fly now
Gonna fly
