jour ordinaire, Et sur une chaise Un foulard beige clair, Elle dort... {au Refrain} Oh tu es pour moi une heroine Tu es pour moi une heroine Ohohoh
un jour ordinaire, Et sur une chaise Un foulard beige clair, Elle dort... {au Refrain} Oh tu es pour moi une heroine Tu es pour moi une heroine Ohohoh
players are better in Canada But America has better hockey teams. The ecstasy is better in Canada The weed is better in Canada I hear the heroin is stronger
(darren costin/nick feldman) Time goes by I know there's things to be done Time goes by I know there's things to be done Living on a time bomb You know
Don't ever ask us to define our morals Sometimes when fundamentals meet teenage heartbreak Some of us are all of us half-selves that love whole hopes
I stand so firm You think I sit so high on my trusty steed Let me tell you I'm usually face down on the ground Whenever there's a stampede I'm no heroine
Holiday and I come home I hope to see this boy I know I can't wait for us to be alone Flipping through the radio We sing along to the Indie show The
not lead Like the time I was a hero of a weird, outlandish breed One arm of flesh and muscle and one of feathered scale I was a hero with a wing that
Take a chance to be a hero, a chance to play in this game A chance to be somebody who you're gonna recognize my name A chance to be a hero, a shot at
take that hill Today we will conquer that plane Today we will win this war Gather around the campfire And smile for the photo You'll all be heros someday
what I was meant to do I should go to the young girl's aid Act like a man be a hero strong and brave I pictured myself front page news Headline story hero
good reason to kill Everybody's got their own conceptions And you know, they always will These days are needles under my skin Jesus shootin' heroin a
With open arms, take me in Grip like iron, keep me close You were my puppeteer By your hands I could dance Through your mouth I could sing Without word
We'll never be able to justify the things we do, we'll never be able to. For all we destroy, we only place the blame on something else, other than ourselves
Somehow I lost my way And now it?s clear to me All that I fought so hard to keep Is all I had to leave I know you can?t hear me And you won?t believe
it, Tulu. 1-2-3-4 We'd have a riot doing heroin. Take a needle and stick it in. We stick a spike into our skin. Yeah, we'd have a riot doing heroin.
The hero is exposed when his crimes are brought to the light of day Won't be feeling sorry,sorry,sorry on the judgement day It wasn't me who said
Nar jag en liten flicka var/ i gamla dar,/ sa jag till min kara gamla mor/ att jag tror/ att jag aldrig kommer do/ och forbli en ungmo, en ungmo.// Hon
