There dwells a man
In a shimmering tower
His eyes are gilded
His head wreathed in power
And when he steps outside
He's met with hysteria
The people all cry
"He's the hero in America"
He's crawled his way
To where he sits
The blood on his hands
Is the evidence
He's handsome
The most eligible bachelor in his area
The women all cry
"He's the hero in America"
And late at night
He goes home to his baubles
His rhinestoned palace
Built up from the cobbles
To him the world's troubles
Are the works of novels
The wretched can't reach him
From their holes and their hovels
Here he's protected
Here he's respected
Here it's expected that his needs are not neglected
And when the day comes
For his deeds to be inspected
He'll buy his way in
He really doesn't sweat it
(Go!)
Dawn of a new day
Money to be made
On his way to work
He gives his fans a wave
He sees the people dying
Of disease and malaria
It's no import to him
He's the hero in America
Stately as ever in his suit and tie
He has to make the tough decisions: whom to crucify
He hears of fear and famine
He's got nothing to compare it tuh
It's all below him, he's the hero in America
Late at night
He goes home to his wife
He revels in the marvel that is his life
With the raise of a fist he can quell any strife
Cuts through any annoyance like a butcher with a knife
Here he's revered
Here he's honored
Here he never lets a day go squandered
And as for the filth living down in the squalor?
He thinks that their fates are best left un-pondered
(Go!)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
A toddler crawls
Between the walls
Of bricks on either side
His mother's gone
His father left
His sister OD and died
He picks for scraps
He befriends the rats
His eyes empty and wide
You watch him stare
Lice in his hair
Before you wipe him from your mind
(GrrrraaAAAAH)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsu-tsu-tsu-tsu-tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa-a-a-ah tsat tsat tsat)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa-a-ah)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsat tsat tsat)
B. Boyd - Hero in America Lyrics
B. Boyd - Hero in America Lyrics
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There dwells a man
In a shimmering tower
His eyes are gilded
His head wreathed in power
And when he steps outside
He's met with hysteria
The people all cry
"He's the hero in America"
He's crawled his way
To where he sits
The blood on his hands
Is the evidence
He's handsome
The most eligible bachelor in his area
The women all cry
"He's the hero in America"
And late at night
He goes home to his baubles
His rhinestoned palace
Built up from the cobbles
To him the world's troubles
Are the works of novels
The wretched can't reach him
From their holes and their hovels
Here he's protected
Here he's respected
Here it's expected that his needs are not neglected
And when the day comes
For his deeds to be inspected
He'll buy his way in
He really doesn't sweat it
(Go!)
Dawn of a new day
Money to be made
On his way to work
He gives his fans a wave
He sees the people dying
Of disease and malaria
It's no import to him
He's the hero in America
Stately as ever in his suit and tie
He has to make the tough decisions: whom to crucify
He hears of fear and famine
He's got nothing to compare it tuh
It's all below him, he's the hero in America
Late at night
He goes home to his wife
He revels in the marvel that is his life
With the raise of a fist he can quell any strife
Cuts through any annoyance like a butcher with a knife
Here he's revered
Here he's honored
Here he never lets a day go squandered
And as for the filth living down in the squalor?
He thinks that their fates are best left un-pondered
(Go!)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
A toddler crawls
Between the walls
Of bricks on either side
His mother's gone
His father left
His sister OD and died
He picks for scraps
He befriends the rats
His eyes empty and wide
You watch him stare
Lice in his hair
Before you wipe him from your mind
(GrrrraaAAAAH)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsu-tsu-tsu-tsu-tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa-a-a-ah tsat tsat tsat)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa-a-ah)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsat tsat tsat)
In a shimmering tower
His eyes are gilded
His head wreathed in power
And when he steps outside
He's met with hysteria
The people all cry
"He's the hero in America"
He's crawled his way
To where he sits
The blood on his hands
Is the evidence
He's handsome
The most eligible bachelor in his area
The women all cry
"He's the hero in America"
And late at night
He goes home to his baubles
His rhinestoned palace
Built up from the cobbles
To him the world's troubles
Are the works of novels
The wretched can't reach him
From their holes and their hovels
Here he's protected
Here he's respected
Here it's expected that his needs are not neglected
And when the day comes
For his deeds to be inspected
He'll buy his way in
He really doesn't sweat it
(Go!)
Dawn of a new day
Money to be made
On his way to work
He gives his fans a wave
He sees the people dying
Of disease and malaria
It's no import to him
He's the hero in America
Stately as ever in his suit and tie
He has to make the tough decisions: whom to crucify
He hears of fear and famine
He's got nothing to compare it tuh
It's all below him, he's the hero in America
Late at night
He goes home to his wife
He revels in the marvel that is his life
With the raise of a fist he can quell any strife
Cuts through any annoyance like a butcher with a knife
Here he's revered
Here he's honored
Here he never lets a day go squandered
And as for the filth living down in the squalor?
He thinks that their fates are best left un-pondered
(Go!)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
A toddler crawls
Between the walls
Of bricks on either side
His mother's gone
His father left
His sister OD and died
He picks for scraps
He befriends the rats
His eyes empty and wide
You watch him stare
Lice in his hair
Before you wipe him from your mind
(GrrrraaAAAAH)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsu-tsu-tsu-tsu-tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa-a-a-ah tsat tsat tsat)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa-a-ah)
(Tsut, tsu tsut)
(Tsut, tsu-tsa tuh)
(Tsat tsat tsat)
Writer: Brendan Boyd
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