Created Thursday 21/06/2007
Vocals: Donny Osmond and Chorus Music: Matthew Wilder Lyrics: David Zippel
Video: 0:37:45 Video (chorus): 1:09:45
Let's get down to business - to defeat the Huns Did they send me daughters when I asked for sons? You're the saddest bunch I've ever met But you can bet before we're through Mister, I'll make a man out of you
Tranquil as a forest But on fire within Once you find your center You are sure to win You're a spineless, pale pathetic lot And you haven't got a clue Somehow I'll make a man out of you
I'm never gonna catch my breath Say goodbye to those who knew me Boy, was I a fool in school for cutting gym This guy's got 'em scared to death Hope he doesn't see right through me Now I really wish that I knew how to swim
Chorus: Be a man We must be swift as the coursing river Be a man With all the force of a great typhoon Be a man With all the strength of a raging fire Mysterious as the dark side of the moon
Time is racing toward us till the Huns arrive Heed my every order and you might survive You're unsuited for the rage of war So pack up, go home you're through How could I make a man out of you?