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• Artiste: John Wesley
• Titre: Our Hero
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Our hero lives in a box at the bottom of a Coca-Cola sign Like some great altar to God flashing messages all the time Here doesn't come here to worship, no, he comes here to live At night he crawls through the city to take whatever we don't give He used to have a little baby, but a fragile thing can soon be gone A little cold never hurt you and me, but her she didn't last long Our hero stares at the stars, watches them turn red and white Says these are men who made this, and this is not God's light Hear me, Hear me I'm at the bottom of the red and the white sign Hear me, Hear me Cause I'm coming for you Our hero can't read so he don't know what that sign says And you can be damned sure the taste of a coke never passed his lips He knows these are men who have made this and their day soon must come All the people at the bottom prayin' Lord thy will be done And they're shoutin' Hear me, Hear me I'm at the bottom of the red and the white sign Hear me, Hear me Cause I'm coming for you Like Don Quioxte chasing some dragon into the night Our hero dreams of the battle that he topples that red knight Topples that red light Our hero lays in the grass dreaming of his little sweet child He remembers holding her hands and touching her little sweet smile If a man can create this neon tower into the sky Where the hell was the God of the Coca-Cola sign the night she died Hear me, Hear me I'm at the bottom of the red and the white sign Hear me, Hear me Cause I'm coming for you