Jesus Jesus what's it all about trying to clout these little ingrates into shape when i was their age all the lights went out there was no time to whine
gonna be your victim and it's time for you to learn and so i turn my feelings off and then i'm at the point of no return i know that there's no turning
lies a new tomorrow For me and those who believe For a hero's return our hearts still yearn Rise and conquer, let the infidels burn (For a hero's return
Welcome to an empty fortress A mighty wreck that once was proud Ate alive by oxidation Abandoned by a crew of cowards Navigation systems failed Computers
Jesus, Jesus, what's it all about? Trying a clout these little ingrates into shape When I was their age all the lights went out There was no time to whine
be jamrock the lyrical official, send out the order, laws and the rituals, Burn candles, say prayers, paint murals, it is truth we big news, we hood heroes
to me I am more mystery mentally and physically Yeah I've seen the bright lights ever so vividly Party with the star types and mingle with the industry But geez we don't need another hero
, they try and break me The window burns To light the way back home A light that warms No matter where they've gone now They're off to find The hero
the lyrical official Send out the order, laws and the rituals [Nas] Burn candles, say prayers, paint murals It is truth we big news, we hood heroes [
x3) It's in the soul of a city What it does after it crumbles and burns And it's in the blood of a hero To know where he goes he may never return yeah
film on the wall Makes the people look small Who are sitting beside it All consumed in the drama They must return to their lives Once the hero has died
's go shoot a hole in the moon And Roy Rogers is riding tonight Returning to our silver screens Comic book characters never grow old Evergreen heroes
' backwards Or be a hypocrite like some others have been If that and the other hadn't happened Don't know that I'd ever been Brer Rabbit Askin' how many if's between hero
.L.A. (Cost of Living Allowance) On Television, the drug of the nation Breeding ignorance and feeding radiation Back again, new and improved we return
up. (the name is vampirogo)The anme is vampirogo... bomb your fuckin ass on bed of butcher knives mother fucker .(mother juggaloust, maniack iller, super unknown hero
know the bridge has burned He will return, he will return Just wait, though wide he may roam Always, a hero comes home He knows of places unknown But always a hero
Call him drunken Ira Hayes He won't answer anymore Not the whiskey drinkin' Indian Nor the Marine that went to war Ira Hayes returned a hero Celebrated
the heroes Just another life to use Remember the heroes We've all got a lot to lose Remember the heroes Remember the heroes Remember the heroes Remember
