This badger clinging on my back
Is the strangest coach I’ve ever had
It simply will not let me be
Sulking in a misery

When I try to say the world is pretty unfair
He whispers in my ear: I wouldn’t go there
He simply will not let me be
Sulking in a misery

See in the ring you’ll find
It’s the fight for your life
A choice to make a fist
Or lay down on the side
Lines, either in or down
Your bell will make its sound
With a limit on the time
To decide

His claws are digging in my back
Using thoughts I wish I never had
It simply will not let me be
Buried by the misery

When I want to be alone to cover my head
To hide inside the blanket of a warm bed
He simply will not let me be
Buried by the misery

See in the ring you’ll find
It’s the fight for your life
A choice to make a fist
Or lay down on the side
Lines, either in or down
Your bell will make its sound
With a limit on the time
To decide

See bristles scratching in my shirt
Has kept me from lying in the dirt
An itch that never seems to leave
Distracts me from the misery

He’s keeping me from sinking in the dark clouds
The height that I could fall would break my legs now
He simply will not let me be
Soaking in a misery

See in the ring you’ll find
It’s the fight for your life
A choice to make a fist
Or lay down on the side
Lines, either in or down
Your bell will make its sound
With a limit on the time
To decide

This badger hanging on my back
Never lends me any slack
He simply will not let me rub
The hands of the misery I love

When I want to be a burden to my own soul
He reminds me of my youth, or when I had goals
He simply will not let me be (let me be)
Caged inside a misery

See in the ring you’ll find
It’s the fight for your life
A choice to make a fist
Or lay down on the side
Lines, either in or down (or down)
Your bell will make its sound (it'll make it)
With a limit on the time
To decide

Yeah, but whatever