Throwback Man Lyrics

Well I got trouble
Can't avoid flop sweat on my face
Slapped from my bubble
Severed employment
No sour grapes

24 Tales of Woe
Won't buy my freedom
So I'll do a stint
Show ‘em my flint
Inside the Colosseum

It's old, It's called Yankee pride
Take yer chances
Don't be an inchworm inside
Yankee pride
You're never down down down
Do you understand?
Down down down
When you're a throwback man

Throwback man

Now I get it
Fully understand its
Not enough to be free
Ya gotta be noble
With an anthem guiding
Your way to glory

25 Alibis
Won't stop hurting
A stiff upper lip and solid grip
Shuts out the disconcerting

There's something ancient in me
Despite my young mans face
It's something stronger than steel
Realer than real
Fed from my bloodlines
And archaic sense of place

(Thanks to marcel for these lyrics)