Hafdís Huld
Underdog
He wants to be the underdog
So people look at him and say
Life must be an uphill wall
How do you get though the day

They want to take him in there arms
They want to know that he's okay
Give him tea and sympathy
Make his troubles go away

Feeds off them feeling sorry
Forgets the silver spoon
And the fortune locked away
That could buy the moon

And it's always a reach away
And it's always a rainy day

His broken heart is always aching
The tiny glass is never full
There's a way you should behave
He should know he made the rules

Feeds off them feeling sorry
Forgets the silver spoon
And the fortune locked away
That could buy the moon
And it's always a reach away
And it's always a rainy day

Always too far away
For the underdog