Saturday, August 23, 2025

Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules

To fight the risin' odds?
Isn't there a white knight

Upon a fiery steed?
Late at night, I toss and I turn

And I dream of what I need

I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the night
He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light
He's gotta be sure and it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life


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