Bruce Lee Lyrics

Like to meet a panzer division
Rolling down the autobahn
Like the zones of heading escapers
Of the boom-boom seventies girls
There's something funny going on
I don't know what it is
There's something funny going on
Guess it's just s*****zz

Bruce Lee
The fist and the pillow
Bruce Lee
The magical one
Took his body for a work of art
Bruce Lee
Number three son

Like a napalm party on the Mekong
For a number one good time
Like ticket for a ride to the other side
Tune in freak out get beaten

There's something funny going on
I don't know what it is
There's something funny going on
Guess it's just s*****zz
Bruce Lee
The fist and the pillow
Bruce Lee
The magical one
Took his body for a work of art
Bruce Lee
Number three son

Fists of iron, fists of steel
Too much too soon did you b*** the spoon
Or rub them up the wrong way
Like the singer who fell from grace with the 'bizz
And turned into a punch bag
Like the samurai ducking the wires
Hiding his head with a fan

There's something funny going on
I don't know what it is
There's something funny going on
Guess it's just s*****zz

Bruce Lee
The fist and the pillow
Bruce Lee
The magical one
Took his body for a work of art
Bruce Lee
Number three son