Bruce Forsyth's 'Chin It To Win It​!​'

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There were flashes in the distance
We didn't pay them any heed
Because it's better when the actors are invested in the scene
Get thee to a furnace and remould
This rusted hunk of copper into gold
Hang fire, don't be so bold

Wolves are scratching at your door
And the voices in your head
Are saying 'boy we're gonna get you, sell it to us dead'
Get thee to a furnace and remould
This rusted hunk of copper into gold
Hang fire, don't be so bold

Walk on, it's the obligation of the role

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from Yearlings, released May 2, 2011

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