It's a vertical hold, all the things that you're told For the everyday hero it all turns to zero And there's all the more reason for living or dying When
want to be like the fool on the hill, A working class hero is something to be. A working class hero is something to be. If you want to be a hero, well
Flash the message, something's out there Floating in the summer sky 99 red balloons go by 99 red balloons Floating in the summer sky Panic bells it's red alert There's something
And while I count the ways that I've been blessed We all find a savior in ourselves I'm just another poet hero rhyming words About falling stars and battle scars Searching for
Flash the message ?somethings out there? Floating in the summer sky Ninety nine red balloons go by Ninety nine red balloons Floating in the summer sky Panic bells, its red alert There?s something
software Flash the message ?somethings out there? Floating in the summer sky Ninety nine red balloons go by Ninety nine red balloons Floating in the summer sky Panic bells, its red alert There?s something
unexpected hero If you're giving this And if I'm dying And I want to hide Sometimes I close my eyes And pretend to fly And it works for me And it wakes
who look up to you To do something for the youth, stupid spoof But you let them use you as an example They would rep, but our heroes got they hands full
baby baby oops!...you think im in love that im sent from above im not that innocent you see my problem is this im dreaming away wishing that heroes
As peace-of-mind As a faithful wife As the bottom line There's no such thing As owning something It's all borrowed for a time It's all borrowed for a
crowd needs something to see You're a working bee on the smallest tree Thinking a working-class hero is something to be See those destined for greatness
Abandoned childhood toys But still what danger Have I retained To grab the brass ring To go in for the kill And covet the good you know 'dem got for MURDER
reading in a letter that they?ve gone to something better ?Bet your sorry now! I won?t be coming home tonight? I?m sick of looking for those heroes in
: [Intro: Hell Razah] Yo, son, I've got something to tell you. You know what I'm saying? Because when you're going to be a great speaker. You know what
the rack for the two triple zero Full failure all American Hero I gotta tell you baby life's been good to me And I know that makes you mad Cuz that's something
Time- is it you who changes minds Suing us- for something we've not done Stealing the heroes- all the guiding lights, to find the way Justice has been gone To pieces for
drum Now mortals aware, now prepare for illogical son My Verbs of Power are the spiritual spank My deep, deep Blackness, your mind gets dank Revelation to Genesis, something
s go) All the smoke and debris led straight to the basement Yo what the hell is that? Man it looks like a spaceship We all ran for cover, as the hatch