album cover
The Crusher
433
Pop
The Crusher was released on June 15, 1989 by Rhino/Warner Records as a part of the album Standing in the Spotlight
album cover
Release DateJune 15, 1989
LabelRhino/Warner Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM70

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dee Dee King
Dee Dee King
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Daniel Rey
Daniel Rey
Songwriter
Dee Dee Ramone
Dee Dee Ramone
Songwriter

Lyrics

Now I want to wrestle in the garden
I'm on my way to stardom
I know I'm ready, I know I'm great
But first I’ve got to in shape
Gotta get myself, to the gym
And start working
Start lifting those weights, in the air
Gonna be a bad guy, and fight unfair
Got my eyes on the Russian Bear
Going to tear him up, I swear
This guy, thinks he's a champion
Going to take his belt, I’m gonna beat him!
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm ready for a match with the Russian Bear
Going to pile drive him, pull his hair
I might have a foreign object in my trunks
I might have to use, on that punk
He starts singing, the Russian anthem
I’m gonna jump him!
Before the bell rings
‘Cos people are cheering for Dee Dee King!
Got the hardest hold you can put on anyone
If you're my victim, you're beaten
I'm a lean, mean, fighting machine
Powerful and strong, like King Kong
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
Started having second thoughts, I was scared as hell
The last thing I wanted was to hear them ring the bell
I mean the Russian Bear could probably
Tear, me, limb from limb
He'd probably grin be real happy with himself
This is not good for my health
I'm not coming out of the dressing room
And get beaten up by that goon
Go back to Russia, go back home!
Don't want to get a broken bone
Or a lump on my head
Ain't gonna hide under the bed
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
Got butterflies and, a headache
My knees are shaken, turned to creamed cake
I mean the Russian bear is seven foot, three
The look on his face, is real crazy
How did I get myself into jam?
I was much better off singing Funky Man
Got this muddy idea, in my head
Thank god I’m wearing Keds
‘Cos they are my running shoes
If I fight this match I know I’ll lose
I'll melt like an ice cube in the sun
Now I’m done with wrestling!
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm the crusher, king of the ring
I'm the crusher
I'm the crusher
I'm the crusher
I'm the crusher
I'm the crusher……
Written by: Daniel Rey, Dee Dee Ramone
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out􀆄 copy􀐅􀋲

Loading...