Bless my soul Herc was on a roll Now he's a honcho He's a hero Hercules! Hercules! Person of the week in every Greek opinion poll What a pro Herc could stop a show Point him at a monster and we are talking SRO He was a no one A zero , zero

Oh God I feel for you I spin so ceaselessly I'm dancing barefoot Could it be he's taking over me Headed for a spin It makes me come up like some heroine Here I go when I don't know why She is benediction She is addicted to he

Yeah, I am a fighter All my life I was afraid to die Your venomous heroine I will fall and rise above And in your hate I find love I will not hide my face I will not fall from grace Alive inside these

Capitaine de mon bateau Chante-moi encore "hissez haut" Tu es le capitaine, tu es le capitaine, tu es le capitaine de mon bateau Tu es le capitaine, tu es le capitaine, oh Des nuits blanches à casser ton corps Tes douleurs tu les sens encore Chaque jour

I'm an Indian outlaw Half Cherokee and Choctaw My baby she's a Chippewa She's one of a kind All my friends call me Bear Claw Village cheatin' is my paw-paw He gets his orders from my maw-may She makes him walk the line You can find me in my wigwam

It cost me a lot But there's one thing that I've got It's my man, it's my man Cold and wet, tired, you bet All of this I'll soon forget with my man He's not much for looks He's no hero out of books But I love him, yes I love him Two or three girls has he

Hold up, wait All of my heroes are rotting in their fucking graves One day, I will forget their name One day, I'll forget their name, name, name One day, I'll forget their name, name, name (hold up, wait!) When I was twenty-seven every night I had dreams

I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night And he's gotta be fresh from the fight I need a hero I'm holding out for a hero 'til the morning light He's gotta be sure And it's gotta be soon And he's gotta be larger than life He's

Grog drinking hero, Jack Hinks He's a seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Oh, Jack Hinks Seafaring sailmaking gamboling capering Ah, when Jack comes ashore He's got money galore And he's seldom cut short of a job He can dress down as well As any can

Burned out stars they shine so bright All the stars I'm in the front row with a bottle Don't know what I can't decide Don't know what I can't describe I'm in the front row I'm a model He's not perfect he's my hero Smashing the piano