Lyrics:
, Psych
Thats what I'm fucking talking about
Psych, Psych, Psych, Psych
Been a fucking minute, huh?
Psych, Psych, Psych, Psych
A'int no Summer Collection
think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working
parade
Now look at me I'm yesterday's hero, hero
How their cheers used to sing in my ears
With you walking by my side I was a conquering hero
But no
There are no lyrics to this track. It is intentionally blank, with each of the 71 seconds representing one of the years that the artist's father,
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold
You can find love
If you search within yourself
And that emptiness you felt
think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working
scars on your face
And you cannot handle pressure
All grown up and no place to go
Psych 1, Psych 2
What do you know?
All your life is Channel 13
suit
With you, I'm Puttin' on the Ritz
It's like a psychedelic switch (it's like a psych-, it's like a psychedelic, lucid)
I'm in paradise
I never
scars on your face
And you cannot handle pressure
All grown up and no place to go
Psych 1, Psych 2
What do you know?
All your life is Channel 13
Two
Three
Four
Psych-psych I want a psycho
Psych-psych I want a psycho
Psych-psych I want a psycho girl
Psych-psych I want a psycho
Psych-psych I
you`re so clever and classless and free
But you`re still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class
are talking SRO
He was a no one
A zero , zero
Now he's a honcho
He's a hero
He was a kid with his act down pat
From zero to hero in no time flat
talking SRO
He was a no one
A zero, zero
Now he's a hot shot
He's a hero
Here was a kid with his act down pat
From zero to hero in no time flat
Zero to hero
and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold
You can find love
If you search within yourself
And that emptiness you felt
I have often dreamed of a far off place
Where a hero's welcome would be waiting for me
Where the crowds will cheer when they see my face
And a voice
fuck fuck
All around you
Oh dear lord (Lord)
This is no cure for you
So he comes and he tell me
"Do you wanna fuck with me?"
And I said baby
"You fucked
Kudos, my hero
Leavin' all the best
You know my hero
The one that's on
There goes my hero
Watch him as he goes
There goes my hero
He's ordinary
When you face the world alone
No one reaches out a hand
For you to hold
You can find love
If you search within yourself
And then the emptiness you
I'm a cult hero
A dream come true
You want to touch me
But you can't get through
I walk on water and I don't get wet
I've got something you
I'm a cult hero
A dream come true
You want to touch me
But you can't get through
I walk on water and I don't get wet
I've got something you
hero, hero,
Defender, protector for you
For you, for you!
From the heights in the sky,
To the depths in the sea
I'm your guy (no question)
I'm your guy,
A calloused right hand
Holds a shiny gold watch
For thirty rears spent on the clock
But you won't see no tears
From this working class hero
He's
Who plays a hero's role
Hero
Not the glamour girl
Who'd love to sell her soul
If anybody's buying
Nobody's hero
I didn't know the girl, but I
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