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The sun is calling
Knocking hard on my window
Telling me to wake the fuck up
It is tomorrow
Another day of grow the fuck up
There are no heroes
Where are the bold men and heroes of old
With the courage to stand and defy
There is no more rebellion in rock 'n roll
There is no one who wants to be
on the nickel spot
Gangsta P got 30 for a nickel rock, repeated offender
Should've told that nigga stop 'fore they ate him for dinner
The church ran by a sinner
the first[03:00.97]At the end of the day I still haven't spoken up outside of this verse[03:03.58]In some cases silence is just as good as guilty by
The only front line in our cause
They need much more than our applause
But help for heroes hides away
And they go home each day in tears
To try
The only front line in our cause
They need much more than our applause
But help for heroes hides away
And they go home each day in tears
To try
Oooweee
Sitting in his room on the edge of his bed the young man is mesmerized by the heroes on t.v.
Heroes promoting the lifestyle of being young rich
don't have a wife
No kids either, ya boy musse shooting blanks
I'm just a 30 plus year old, trying to make euros
Be brave not a slave cause the grave full
Deadliest school shooting since Sandy Hook
On Valentine's Day yesterday in Florida, it tore legs
It's 5:30 AM, the news has been on since I've been
Breakfast at Heathrow my kind of high
Give me whiskey or any old tipple you like
30,000 feet is a hell of a height
I don't wanna go the way Buddy Holly went
the old days stinking of the burglars
Happens in my home I never see it coming
When I was young
we used to put
alarms on our doors
and screens
away
To times of old
And maidens fair as day
And heroes legend told
In blood and steel you'll see
Immortal songs of victory
I keep eternal life
I remember when we had a lot of things to do
Impressed by all the words we read
And the heroes that we knew.
Climb on your your dream, a dream
on the table
My nigga no lie
I put this shit on my soul
My grandpa he getting real old
I gotta make sure he good till he gone
Yah I got family who need me
scarred by the limelight
Hurt by the sun
As it shone on the needle
When the day's work was done
Could it be that we've waited
For 30 odd years
For a man
the movie American Pie
Caught stroking heavy by Gene Levy
But he was a cool guy
And good old Oz is getting frisky in choir
Singing, "Chris will be the way
to the rhythm, listen to the sick track
Old tribes are ruled by the same old rat pack
Ev'rybody flirts with the killer of the zodiac
Crowds are cheering, heroes
At this point it's hard to say
If I'm blinded by youth or slipping in old age
30 Blocks and it's 4 A.M
From an awkward exit where I left my head
A wet match
I quit, I'm sick of the bullshit
Clocking in this bitch and you know I'm about to lose it
Walking out for lunch, 30 minutes ain't enough
If you mad
I stand by the ocean, facing the wind
Makes me wonder what's out there
On the horizon
It makes me want for a sailboat
To take a ride with an old
used to this, I swear
But back in the day, when I made it clear this who I am and that I been true to this
Nobody tried to listen to me
Old friends they
days
"We've been here before, we won't stay"
They can die, they can just turn off
Some vehicle moves in circles
Some people need the heroes but I don't
a fucking cop-out
You're just washed up and you're tired
And when I get to your age, well, I won't be such a coward"
But these day I sit at home, known
Where'd you get your sound
cnd one by one
The old men told me
'bout what they done
cnd sometimes how
Well step on up
cnd take a number
cnd take a look
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