Friends that come and go Yeah, they'll be there when you need them, They say that when you don't I could give up on my heroes Could let myself down, too But what would I do If I lost my faith in you? My faith in you Yeah, this world will turn its back

My generation is zero I never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found I think I'm losing what's left of my mind To the 20th century deadline Born into Nixon, I was raised in hell A welfare child where

I remember something Down along the creek Her, the heron hurried away When first I breeched that last Sunday Low moon don the yellow road That leaving wasn't easing all that heaving in my vines And as certain it is evening at is now is not the time, ooh

All my heroes have now become ghosts Sold their sorrow to the ones who paid the most All my heroes are dead and gone But they're inside of me They still live on Ain't nothing for me to end up like this There's no comparing me this time Stare in wonder

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

We'll never fade away I will stand my own ground I won't fade I will tear down myself We'll never fade Be a hero, kill your ego But it doesn't matter, it's all just a pack of lies Build a new base, steal a new fate It doesn't matter, it's all just to

You drown your heroes in red wine. Push play, stop rewind Push play, stop rewind, You painted black upon the whitest lies You've seen them fall, you have seen them rise, You painted black upon the whitest lies, lies, your lies. With my words, across your

Beyond the pale The rain is falling down upon me Beyond the pale, I found salvation Emancipation Beyond the pale, I found my heroes The freaks and zeroes I am skin and bones, broken stones See the scars that I show

I sold my bed, but not my stereo Black is my favorite color Makes me feel like we know each other In a town of ones and zeros You are one magnetic hero Blank tapes and posters on the door Listen to my Pink Floyd cover Take a seat like a backbeat lover

Fly, fighting fair Brothers, heroes, foes Killing machine, thunder in the sky B-17, flying home Killing machine Said goodbye to the cross he deserved It's the code of the air From down below one enemy’s spotted So hurry up, rearm and refuel