Gold Medal Angle
Wrestling anthem, mid-tempo arena rock with stomping four-on-the-floor drums, chunky muted guitars, and a marching snare lift into each chorus; verses ride tight bass and clipped chants, pre-chorus strips to handclaps and tension, chorus opens with gang vocals and a soaring lead line. Double-tracked male vocals, shouted hook responses, delay throws on key lines, reverse cymbal swells into the drop, bright punchy mix with a stadium-sized low end., tribute
Gold Medal Angle
Wrestling anthem, mid-tempo arena rock with stomping four-on-the-floor drums, chunky muted guitars, and a marching snare lift into each chorus; verses ride tight bass and clipped chants, pre-chorus strips to handclaps and tension, chorus opens with gang vocals and a soaring lead line. Double-tracked male vocals, shouted hook responses, delay throws on key lines, reverse cymbal swells into the drop, bright punchy mix with a stadium-sized low end., tribute
Lyrics
Verse 1
He came in all grit
Neck brace, eyes locked
Small town kid with a fire
And a finish that shocked
Gold around his waist
Pressure on his back
He'd smile like a saint
Then he’d snap the whole mat
Pre-Chorus
You can hear the crowd rise
When he squares up straight
One look, one step
And it’s already too late
Chorus
It’s true, it’s damn true
Kurt Angle, Kurt Angle
Gold medal heart
And a will like steel
It’s true, it’s damn true
Kurt Angle, Kurt Angle
When the lights come up
He’s the one you feel
Verse 2
He took every hit
Then he got back on
Broken bone, same grin
Still marching on
Ankle lock cinched tight
No room to breathe
Every rival knew
What that pressure could mean
Pre-Chorus
You can hear the crowd rise
When he squares up straight
One look, one step
And it’s already too late
Chorus
It’s true, it’s damn true
Kurt Angle, Kurt Angle
Gold medal heart
And a will like steel
It’s true, it’s damn true
Kurt Angle, Kurt Angle
When the lights come up
He’s the one you feel
Bridge
From the mat to the roar
He made pain look small
Every scar told a story
He outlasted them all
Final Chorus
It’s true, it’s damn true
Kurt Angle, Kurt Angle
Gold medal heart
And a will like steel
It’s true, it’s damn true
Kurt Angle, Kurt Angle
When the lights come up
He’s the one you feel