bleed Watching the smoke rise from the wounded hero Standing dazed in the acid rain A bitter taste in the air I hear the danger of the tightening chains Heroes, heroes, heroes
him bleed Watching the smoke rise from the wounded hero Standing dazed in the acid rain A bitter taste in the air I hear the danger of the tightening chains Heroes, heroes, heroes
t. Say you will Talking shit. You want it up the hilt Always feeling sick and always drunk Raining at last, thank Christ you cunt Do me now with your heroin
a lover, always been a fighter (I'm Nobodies Hero) Fought all my life trying to find love (I'm Nobodies Hero) Love of Many Shall Wax Cold (I'm Nobodies Hero
BOY HAS A SMOKING GUN AT HIS FEET CAROL ANN CLIMBED TO THE TOP OF THE BRIDGE FLYING HIGH FELT HER SOUL VANDALIZED, SO SHE TOOK HER LAST DIVE HOMICIDE, SUICIDE, OUR HEROES
took every little thing from Colonel dressed in blue She wouldn't let him hold her In a fond embrace and When he tried to kiss his bride She laughed
parents (Ooh) Or the father of the bride Let them marry anyone (Ooh) But don't let her take the slide Don't take the slide, don't take the slide (Slide, slide) Heroes
in the kitchen With the tombstone blues Well, John the Baptist after torturing a thief Looks up at his hero the Commander-in-Chief Saying, "Tell me great hero
you sow you shall reap Just as you sow you shall reap [Incomprehensible] Where were the days of promise Where were the gifts divine Where were the heroes
I've seen the look of a baby with a rattle I've seen the look of a hero in a battle I've seen the look of a heartsick turtle dove Oh, but the look that
wife, bring your ever true bride Cu Chulainn, Cu Chulainn Mighty Cu Chulainn, even death you defy Cu Chulainn Still he stands where the raven lands With Emer as his bride
Hero's song Give me one tall ship to sail, A star to guide her by. Let me orbit unknownn worlds a thousand miles high, My lover is a
Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you Love is a game where both players cheat Gone is the tale of Hero and Leander Women are angels
afternoon Like bacon at a Bar Mitzvah, like a lead balloon And who?s to say what really happened in that room each day I was lookin? for a bride, you
windowsill in Constantinople Our Hero sighs to melodies noteful And gazes on the walls that hold his love But the Sultan's weary bride, she won't be
Inspired by E. A. Poe Dear child, are you scared tonight? Your body is trembling Dear child, you are a tragic bride With a blemished mind Dear soul,
, burn the talisman, holocaust man Run with the pack illegitimate child the unborn wench at war Tears him inside she became a bride wedlock to a whore
