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He's gotta be strong
He's gotta be fast
He's gotta be larger than life.
He's gotta be strong
He's gotta be fast
He's gotta be fresh from the fight.
He's gotta be strong
He's gotta be fast
He's gotta be pressed from my body.
He's gotta be strong
He's gotta be fast
He's gotta be fresh from the fight.
He's gotta be sure
And he's got a bassoon
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
Holding out for the heels on a Saturday night.
or Holding out for a hero on his heavenly light.
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night.
I can feel his approach
I confide in my blood.
I can feel his approach
Like the fire in the flood.
I need a gyro!
I need a hero!
I'm in a hero
I'm holding out for a hero to the end of my life
And he's gonna be strong
And he's gonna be cruel.
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast.
I've been a hero
I need a hero
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
I’ll just stop at the back
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
Up where the Mormons meet the heavens above.
Up where the mountains meet the heavens above.
Where the streetlight's heard the least, the fires are rising on.
Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Where's the straight white Hercules?
Where's the streetwise Hercules?
Where's the streetwise urban beast?
Where's the streetwise Hercules?
He's gotta be dressed for the fight
He's gotta be fresh from the fight
He's gotta pressed from my body
He's gotta fresh from the fight
I feel fire in my blood
Like the fire in the flood.
I need a Euro
I need a hero
I need a beer mug
I need a hero
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the thighs
I need a hero
I'm holding out for a hero 'til 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'm going out for a beer mug
I'm holding out for a hero
I'm not a Beatle
I need a hero
Isn’t there a white noise upon a fiery steed?
Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
I'll just stop at the back
Through the wind and the chill and the rain
And the storm and the flood
Where are all the goo men gone, and where are all the goths
Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the gods.
Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the dogs?
Where have all the good men gone, and where are all the gods?
Where have all the good men gone?
And where are all the guards?
Where have all the good men gone?
And where are all the gods?