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 mail 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 And I've got a peashooter hidden behind my back All I need to do is sit and wait to be attacked If I thought that it would make me happy then I would Tie a handkerchief to a stick and surrender But that isn't what I want to 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 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