Hero Worship - The B-52's

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 resuscitation

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