Boy Least Likely To Every Goliath Has Its David
I've got a little bag of marbles
And a catapult wound around my fingers
And I feel very small
But I could make myself big
If I wanted to
There is nothing courageous
About anything I do
I’m trying to balance on an upturned milk crate
As I fumble with my catapult
And my hands are trembling
As I try to aim it
But every Goliath has its David
And I know kung fu
And I'm not afraid of you
Cause I might be small
But I’m not a coward
I’ve got puppy powers
That I’m not afraid to use
My fists are balled up
In the pockets of my anorak
I’ve got a pea shooter
Hidden behind my back
All I need to do is sit
And wait to be attacked
If I though it would make me happy
Than I would tie a handkerchief
To a stick and surrender
But that isn’t what I want to do
I will never live up to my expectations
Every Goliath has its David
And I know kung fu
And I'm not afraid of you
Cause I might be small
But I’m not a coward
I’ve got puppy powers
That I’m not afraid to use
I’m trying to balance on an upturned milk crate
As I fumble with my catapult
And my hands are trembling
As I try to aim it
But every Goliath has its David
And I know kung fu
And I'm not afraid of you
Cause I might be small
But I’m not a coward
I’ve got puppy powers
That I’m not afraid to use
