Your not the hero
That fuck
couldn't see
stereophonics, splitsville
and that's allright with me
He looks as light as a feather
he is as light as a feather
when I count to three we will lift him
Lucky I'm winter, a looker and there is shades of black
don't trouble the master he said don't bother him now
home tonies and highballs, he said don't bother him know