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I'm good as dead They're hurricanes of brawn and brains And its dog eat dog It's clear to see That the odds don't look all that good for me Someone said It's not what you know, it's who you know You cannot predict these things It's stones and slings The giant falls and the kid's the king Chorus: Where all that I've got Is just a prayer to sell My last penny dropped Into the wishing well I've nothing to lose No one sees me I'm a ghost within the fog God bless the underdog Oh all expect The proud are bold The crowd are sold Oh they know its crunch time soon My punch line's due But if the tables turn then the jokes on you The lights all fade The bets are laid My bed is made No one ever hears my voice I'm background noise But mountains move when the meek rejoice (Chorus) And I know my chances I'm not trying to fool myself And I know I need to You know that I need nothing else (Chorus) You are all that I've got But you are all that I've Yeah you are all that I've got But you are all that I need