Lyrics: Minor Threat. Small Man, Big Mouth.

Compete, compete, do it for the boys
Empty barrels make the most noise
You're always on the move
You've always got something to prove

What the fuck are you fighting for?
Is it because you're five foot four?
You better be happy with what you've got
You'll never get any more

You laugh at a man when he tries

You're trying to make up for your size
To you life is a rivalry
Keep a step ahead of me

SMALL MAN, BIG MOUTH