Post by Matt Sydal on Aug 26, 2015 23:22:16 GMT -5
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Entrance Themes Remix:
Matt Sydal
Been on top of the world since about six months ago
Marking the first time I laid eyes on you
I lost all train of thought as I entered the room
Saw what looked like really good food
Then I saw you and so did you
I wanna wake up naked next to you
Kissing the curve in your clavicle
Kissing your clavicle
Been on top of the world since about one week ago
Marking a time when I was drunk enough to talk to you
I lost all train of thought as your eyes met mine
Told you I thought you were gorgeous
You gave me your phone number, I gave you mine.
Before you left, I said that you can bet
I'll be bothering you soon
You said "No bother, please do"
I've called you twice
It's been a hellish fight
To not think about you all the time
Sitting around waiting for your call
I wanna wake up naked next to you
Kissing the curve in your clavicle
Kissing your clavicle
I wanna wake up naked next to you
Kissing the curve in your clavicle
Revvin' up your engine
Listen to her howlin' roar
Metal under tension
Beggin' you to touch and go
Highway to the Danger Zone
Ride into the Danger Zone
Headin' into twilight
Spreadin' out her wings tonight
She got you jumpin' off the deck
And shovin' into overdrive
Highway to the Danger Zone
I'll take you
Right into the Danger Zone
They never say hello to you
Until you get it on the red line overload
You'll never know what you can do
Until you get it up as high as you can go
Out along the edge
Is always where I burn to be
The further on the edge
The hotter the intensity
Highway to the Danger Zone
I'm gonna take you
Right into the Danger Zone
Highway to the Danger Zone
Right into the Danger Zone
Debt on my head
Wasting time on my own
Sleep, rescue me
Take me back to my home
For the times that you wanna go and
Bust rhymes real slow
I'll appear, slap you on the face, and
Enjoy the show
Cheese smells so good
On a burnt piece of lamb
Fag of the year
Who could beat up your man
For the times that you wanna go and
Bust rhymes real slow
I'll appear, slap you on the face, and
Enjoy the show
this dope nose
For the times that you wanna go and
Bust rhymes real slow
I'll appear, slap you on the face, and
Enjoy the show
Oh, this dope nose
Your silver tongue laughs at the clowns of our age
A slow production line of cheap-shots from both sides
Shot from the hip to my seventh rib
A spoiled tomato lies in all that you say
And I was the last of us to know
Sound the alarm for my sentimental ways
Have come in view and we've all got our own knives
Sold to the worst of the devils we know
Our mind and tight skin will be old
But this wasn't meant for us to know
Youth's open shutters
Give way to another
Taken by slight of hand...
And every American
Has the mouth of a pelican
Now can I share that pillow with you love?
They've got us in fits to find a way out
Of this exploded view of a life once so simple
First with the curse that my sentimental ways
Are drawing my innocence to a close
And these were not meant for me to know
You Think you Know Me
You Think you Know everything
but when I'm talking you don't hear
You think your right
Even When you Lose the fight
I've figured out just what you are
I don't need you anymore
I don't need to hear your voice complain again
I don't need you anymore
Why don't you realize we've said again
don't need you anymore
Can't wait to play again
I'll slap that smile right off your face
I don't need you anymore
Say hello to the door
go sell your story
don't got the time to waste on you
don't need you anymore
Don't talk to me don't try to be my friend
stabbed in the heart again don't be surprised
I watched your selfishness before my eyes
I won't let you see me cry
Don't talk to me
don't want no part of your problems
Don't need you in my hair
I don't need you anymore
I don't need to hear your voice complain again
I don't need you anymore
I don't want to your see face again
don't need you anymore
Pilot:
5-4-7, 42 area contact eleven one three thousand
Yeah!
Some are born to fight
Some are born to sin
I was born to light the fire
All that you fear
Some are born to fight
I was born, I was born to win!
I see the time is ticking
I see the world is spinning
I see such to be demise
I see the fear in your eyes
I see the bead of sweat there
I see your empty lies too late to say a prayer!
I move as fast as the speed of light
I'll take you into the darkest night
Make you believe what you don't want to see
For the rest of your life you will answer to me!
Some are born to fight
Some are born to sin
I was born to light the fire
All that you fear
Some are born to fight
I was born, I was born to win!
I came into this life alone
Tomorrow is the only day I know
I find my future there
I see a star for air
I'm more than you can bear
And hell is coming down!
I move as fast as the speed of light
I'll take you into the darkest night
Make you believe what you don't want to see
For the rest of your life you will answer to me!
Some are born to fight
Some are born to sin
I was born to light the fire
All that you fear
Some are born to fight
I was born, I was born to win!
Some are born to fight
Some Are born to sin
I was born to light the fire
All that you fear
Some are born to fight
I was born, I was born to win!
Boom! Boom! Boom!( X 3)
Look in the air there
Bout to fall to ground
and break in
You can hear the earth shaking
till they're lying on the floor like yesterday's bacon
come on get up, get up try, we know you can't fly, it's crazy
yo don't you ever get tired of losing?
what goes up is coming down
but I can make trouble from the ground
I'm on top, I know that I can kill you but I don't think I can stop
Look up in the air( Boom(x 2)
I heard em say a prayer( Boom!)
Words I cannot share(boom)
oh yea, they'll be your worst nightmare
You are walking around like you knows it
duck down, jump over, he's such a small thing.
I heard em say a prayer( Boom!)
Words I cannot share(boom)
oh yea, they'll be your worst nightmare
Well I am the ancient warrior man
And I hail from the ancient warrior clan
I invented the computer man
Hubcaps and soda cans
Well the holy ghost, he owes me everything he knows
And everything he don't, you understand?
Well I think you can
Well the world at most is a homemade crypt
I made from my rib in a lightning trance
In a fevered dance
Well I am the ancient warrior man
And I hail from the ancient warrior clan
I invented the computer man
Hubcaps and soda cans
The roads of gold
I carved hieroglyphs into the Dover cliffs
I'm a self-made man with my own bare hands
The haunted ghost
They begged for the man with the hammer in his hand
To ring the bell and send him back to hell
Holy roller, do you know her?
I invented the Krav maga
Speak in a Vandalic Yanamamö patois
Holy roller, do you know her at all?
Holy roller, do you know her?
Gonna need another ride into town
Does she have another jockey at home?
Holy roller, do you know her
Well I am the ancient warrior man
And I hail from the ancient warrior clan
I am the computer man
Hubcaps and soda cans
Jon Moxley:
When I get mad
And I get pissed
I grab my pen
And I write out a list
Of all the people
That won't be missed
You've made my shitlist
For all the ones
Who bum me out
Shitlist
For all the ones
Who fill my head with doubt
Shitlist
For all the squares who get me pissed
Shitlist
You've made my shitlist
Shitlist
Shitlist
When I get mad
And I get pissed
Shitlist
I grab my pen
And write out a list
Shitlist
Of all you assholes
Who won't be missed
Shitlist
You've made my shitlist
Shitlist
Shitlist
if you're gonna scream,
scream with me
moments like this never last
When new creatures rape your face
Hybrids open up the door
ooh baby when you cry
your face is momentary
you hide your looks behind these scars
in hybrid moments
give me a moment
give me a moment
give me a moment
ooh baby when you cry
your face is momentary
you hide your looks behind these scars
in hybrid moments
in hybrid moments
in hybrid moments
in hybrid moments
give me a moment
give me a moment
Sierra
Hotel
India
Echo
Limo
Delta
Shield
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tale of the tape:
Jon Moxley vs Matt Sydal
anarchist vs optimist
brawler hardcore death match and technical submission style vs junior heavyweight technical-cruiserweight style
Height and Weight:
Matt is five foot nine inches tall and weighs in between 165 to 185 pounds.
Jon is six foot four inches tall 220 pounds
Pro Debut
Matt debuted on October 20th 2000 at 17 years old
Jon debuted in June 2004 at 19 years old
Upbringing:
tradition based Judaism, intellectual teacher parent who were most strict on
education but if Matt wanted to dye his hair blue for example they were ok with that.
Matt watched WWE with his family and after he discovered ECW, WCW
and international wrestling
He wanted to do it. At 13 he used his Bar Mitzvah money to buy a trampoline
his family and his neighborhood friends all pitched in to build a wrestling ring
in his backyard and later were shown on the news on an expose
about backyard wrestling.
Jon had a rough upbringing in Cincinnati's East End, where he spent much of his childhood in public housing An avid wrestling fan who idolized Bret Hart as a child, he used wrestling as an escape from his rough upbringing by immersing himself in wrestling videotapes and reading stories about wrestling's earlier days. A year after beginning to train as a wrestler, he dropped out of high school
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Matt sits on a crate backstage as he talks to the camera
Matt:
I fear very few things, never any opponents, I have faced giants and I have cut them down and beat them and I have been a human punching bag to them but Moxley he's the only person I fear, I can admit that.
He has the capacity to kill me . . . BUT he may just have to. I am not expecting to go with kid gloves with Moxley,
he may be nice to me because my reputation is a nice guy and we don't have beef but on the other hand not in
a conceited way I can see him being jealous me, my upbriginging, my happy go lucky attitude. Probably be something like this:
* Imitating Moxley's voice perfectly* I like Matt, everybody likes Matt,
Everybody loves Sydal, nobody loves moxley.
Johnny doesn't get no love, the applause unless he's taking a
cheese grader across the forehead! *
