ll bake us a pieRemember like she did that one time Back before grandpa died It?s Memorial Day in America Everybody?s on the road Let?s remember our fallen heroes
this moment I'm ready to show the whole world I've waited all my life Poison the hero, back down to zero No consequence at all Story of my life Poison the hero
up his hustle Got into music, then game started to bubble My main focus is to study, stay out of trouble Bad Bubba, look at me now, thanks dad, I love
even if I saved you There's a million more in line You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero You're my guitar hero
it on a postcard Dad they broke me Dad they broke me Stop breathin', stop breathin' Breathin' for me now Write it on a postcard Dad they broke me Dad
wish I could've been there I wish I could've been there I wish I could've been there for that Little Bobby hit his first home run He was the hero of
s too bad She said "I can go to work until you find another job" I thought, I like the sound of that Watch TV and take long naps Go from a hard working dad
I know is I wanna wear those heels Yeah Every day, everywhere you look For $2.99 you get to sink your hooks In the lives of heroes, in the lives of crooks
, it's a life saving race. But the master plan is sometimes mystifying; all four wounded heroes lose their battle for life. Their bodies land fine and heroes
rollin' down the road Oh gravel and dust fly up off of truck tires down a dirt road In Nashville, In the summertime, In 1996 I was listenin' to my dad
many tracks have you sold? Mmmmm, none! Walk round the place like you're number one So why don't you write a tune that we can hum? Just cos your dad
my sister, did you make a mistake? There's life and you're pally and it's too much to take Hey there, my friend, I heard of your dad He was a hero and
Check the chorus, the metaphor explains itself well Make way for ducklings Make way for these introverted ducklings Make way for ducklings Soon they?ll be existentialist heroes
Point your suit at me and take my breath away Better in black and white and chrome I have to say Now the big sleep You play the hero and the villain every
describe everything, colors aren't everything. And if you see me down at the liquor store, please don't tell my dad. And if you see my dad down at the
, the struggles, the garbage, and the troubles That come with it, always kept my head lifted I grip it close to my heart, everthing you taught me My dad, my hero
and sad A fifty year old reminiscing what I had I won't be the lonely one sitting on my own and sad Forget your dad, he's gone, forget your dad, he's
it is, black and white There it is, black and white I wanna tell you something that gets me kind of mad It's about my dear old dad He's tired, and worn