Sweet Indian maiden, since first I met you, I can't forget you, Cherokee sweetheart. Child of the prairie, your love keeps calling, My heart enthralling, Cherokee. Dreams of summertime, of lover time gone by, Throng my memory so tenderly, and sigh. My

I wanna throw my hands up high And forget who I used to be And get a taste of your luxury You don't wanna cry tears with me (tears) You just wanna keep sighin' (sighin') Sometimes I wonder if you're bad for me (you're bad) But that's what keeps me

Daddy's little psycho and mommy's little soldier I want to be a celebrity martyr Hurrah (bang bang), hurrah (bang bang) the hero of the hour Bang bang give me fame Shoot me up to entertain I am a semi-automatic lonely boy You're dead I'm well fed Give me

Defender, protector for you For you, for you! I'm your hero, hero, In the morning, in the evening, Baby even in the afternoon I'm here to catch you when you fall I'm here to answer when you call I got the strength and the nerve Here to protect you and to

Gon' make me broke The way you make that tushy roll No I ain't wearin' no cape baby Way you make that tushy roll Betty Crocker, got the cakes baby Come serve it up for me though But tonight I'm your hero (I know, I know) Say she wanna get up Want a nigga

I wanna move you like that Oh, I wanna move you like that (oh, oh) Like a montage in a movie, right before the hero dies Like the first time that you listen to your favorite singer live Like an echo in a canyon Like tears, but you're not sad Like a

We are standing on the edge I feel my luck could change It's gonna be a glorious day Pull me out of the aircrash Pull me out of the lake 'Cause I'm your superhero I'm on a roll I'm on a roll this time Kill me, Sarah

A working class hero is something to be If you want to be a hero well just follow me As soon as you're born they make you feel small By giving you no time instead of it all Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all They hurt you at home and they

There goes my hero Watch him as he goes He's ordinary Truth or consequence, say it aloud Use that evidence, race it around Too alarmin' now to talk about Take your pictures down and shake it out Don't the best of them bleed it out While the rest of them

Born with nothing and die with everything Fed-up, tired, sick and twisted One man army, I'm enlisted Trust yourself, trust no one else Fuck a hero, be yourself And I don't need your lousy hand-out Clinched fists I'll fight my way out Fight my way out