There ain't gonna be heroes There ain't gonna be anything Here it comes, here comes the night Feelin' like it's all over, feelin' like there's no love Feelin' like it's not easy, breathin' life in the dust On a countdown to zero take a ride on the

Hell yeah, I remember aurora Turn and come back down Take me now You spin the sun around And the stars will all come out Then we turn and come back down All this time You believe there's something else To relieve your emptiness

Take it back Sweet revenge I got kicked off Noah's Ark I turn my cheek to unkind remarks There was two of everything But one of me And when the rains came tumbling down I held my breath and I stood my ground

Woo-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh I wanna go up there and I don't ever wanna come down I wanna see what's up there, actin' like I got it all figured out I wanna see what's up there, must be better than the hell on the ground Yeah, take me all the way to the top baby

Anyone you meet And it will take a little bit of extra care To bring it where you think it's there Some one at your feet Anyone could be that one Anyone you know Anywhere you go Could be that one Anyone you see Maybe down the street

Take me there Where your hopes and dreams and wishes live Where you keep the rest of your life hid I wanna know the girl behind that pretty stare I wanna know everything about you then And I wanna go down every road you've been There's a place in your

Take the box Put it in the box, put it in the box The Moschino bra you bought me last Christmas Frank's in there and I don't care Your neighbors were screaming I don't have a key for downstairs So I punched all the buzzers hoping he would be there And

I bless the rains down in Africa It's gonna take a lot to drag me away from you There's nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do Gonna take some time to do the things we never had (ooh, ooh) I hear the drums echoing tonight But she hears only

Somewhere nice we can be alone Don't be sad when the sun goes down You'll wake up and I'm not around We'll still have the summer after all Hey there summer boy Let's get lost you can take me home Bikini tops, coming off Ive got to go oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Take me down there Photographic relapse People feeding frenzy The devil is so lovely Shake your spear at Shakespeare Gaining independence Then themselves, then themselves By myself, by myself Plagiarized existence exist