Songtexte: Gilbert Osullivan. I'm A Writer not a Fighter.

Now some people like to fight, others don't
And some people like to write but others won't
Me, I think out of the two heres the one I wanna do

If you put me in a ring
For a few rounds of boxing
I'll fall down right there on the ground

'Cause I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter, okay

And if you take me to a place
Where old trouble shows its face
I'll bow out, no, I won't hang about

'Cause I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter, okay

But if you came to burn my home
I'd be out there on my own
Fighting tooth and nail to keep you all at bay

But don't ask me to defend
What I cannot comprehend
That is violence simply for violence sake

'Cause I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter, okay

But if you came to burn my home
I'd be out there on my own
Fighting tooth and nail to keep you all at bay

But don't ask me to defend
What I cannot comprehend
That is violence simply for violence sake

Now if you want me to prove myself
Without anybody, body's help
Well, baby this I can do in a gentle way too

'Cause I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter, okay, okay

I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, not a fighter
I'm a writer, writer, not a fighter

Fighter
Hey baby, I'm a writer, writer, writer
I'm a writer, I'm a writer, writer, writer
I'm a writer, I'm a writer