Beginning to a "Take it Off" parody, called Fight Club. I'll finish it eventually.
There’s a place downtown
Where the guys all come around,
Watch the grown men duke it out
Kick, bite, scratch, spit, yell, and shout!
Sick of life? Selling soap?
Come down here, and bring rope!
Break a bald man’s neck, feel alive!
Kick a shin! Break a nose!
And you're beaten up pimps! With your gold brass-knucks!
Take off you're shirt (unless you've got some man breasts.)
Scissor kick to the back! Gonna feel that in the mornin'!
But right now
You'll spit outta
You'll spit outta
You'll spit outta
Front tooth!

