Niggas is pimps, niggas is players Don't you grow up in a hurry, your mom'll be worried, aw It was all part of the story, even the scary nights Thank you for all of the glory, you will be remembered, aw Thank you to all of the heroes of the night (night,

Oh, and Roy Rogers is riding tonight Returning to our silver screens Comic book characters never grow old Evergreen heroes whose stories were told Oh the great sequin cowboy who sings of the plains Of roundups and rustlers and home on the range Turn on

Here it comes, here comes the night Here it comes, hell in the night We're fightin' for the gods of war but what the hell we fightin' for? There ain't gonna be heroes Oh, here it comes, here comes the night That's right We're fightin' with the gods of

That night I saw through all the magic I barely recognized him at all That night I put my youth in a casket And buried it inside of me Now I'm a witness to the death of a hero I burned all the pictures in the attic And threw away the magazines And now

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

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

I know who I am, I am an evil man The blade I swing is black as night Black as my soulless heart It bears the burden of many lives But I don't feel remorse I lent my sword to anyone Willing to pay the price No regrets for what I've done A mercenary's life

Low down leaving sun, I've done Did everything that needs done Woe is me, why can't I see I'D best be leaving well enough alone Them neon light nights, couldn't stay out of fights Them keep a-haunting me in memories There's one in every crowd, for crying

An Aphrodite for mortal souls Playing hide and seek in lecherous roles Their erotic hour my tearless weep Their satisfaction my infinite sleep Princess of lust Dignity put to dust A virginal sight Their apple to bite Drink from my thighs