all behind you now and everything's gonna be all right You weren't the first here And, boy, you won't be the last Give it a couple years You'll be a hero
Traduction: L'explosion. Hero.
all behind you now and everything's gonna be all right You weren't the first here And boy you won't be the last Give it a couple years You'll be a hero
her show her to earn it without opening legs, why my people rather point fingers and turn up their noses, showin love then strikin a match, ya ain't that so explosive
s a issue Of a tissue that money'll get you clapped quick! (COME ON!) Turn a wimp past wittle to a gym class hero When my AR13'll make 'em backflip (COME
watching the Towers, and though I wasn't the closest I saw them crumble to the Earth like they was full of explosives And they thought nobody noticed
that the Holiday Wheel..., you know, the one that was between Earth and the moon...Well any way, there was 2,000,000 killed...bodies floating in the afternoon... Explosions
took a wife. I went lookin' for Khaddafi Aboard Air Force One But I never did find him And the C.I.A. said Son, You'll never be a hero Your flyin' days
tall, thin boy with a whispy moustache disguised as an orthodox Jew On a crowded bus in Jerusalem, some had survived World War Two And the thunderous explosion
up, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up) My vision's blurred, my words slurred Its jam packed, a million girls And I ain't tryin to lead em We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero
, bottoms up, bottoms up (up, up) My vision's blurred, my words slurred Its jam packed, a million girls And I ain't tryin to lead em We drunk so let me be your alcohol hero
blurd (come on) My words slur (come on) Its jam packed (yeaa) A million girls (ay) And I aint trynna leave tho We drunk so let me be yo alcohol hero
Bravery As we've all seen on TV Explosions and swords Hot girls in reward And in the games you play You are the hero of the day But outside that land
It's gonna be dynamite Ohhh ohh yeah dynamite Promise you girl it's gonna be out of sight Yeah ! Bang bang You wanna feel my explosion Bang bang I wanna feel you explosion
out Come to the cook-out, Dirty bitch at the mouth You scared? Run around like a plane about to crash [*sound of a plane crashing and explosion*] [
deep into her big eyes as i could stand. it was such a simple four word statement. yet, it sat inside me with the strength of dynamite. little explosions