the b-52's
hero worship
Heroes falling to the ground Like Hell's magnet Pulls me down On my knees I try to please his eyes His idol eyes  Jerking motions won't revive him Mouth to mouth resusitation  I just lay down beside him And idolize  Motor, motor Broken hearted Rusted, rotted Falling apart A lock of hair A belt he wore It's not enough I WANT MORE  God give me his soul God give me his soul  Heroes falling to the ground Like Hell's magnet Pulls me down On my knees I try to please his eyes His idol eyes