All of My Heroes Are Dead - 58

Walk where you want Crawl if you need It's alright by me 'cause I will always love you Just dance my dance Or crash my car Be who you are And I will always love

First time he saw him was A new york city cafe Walked into that room Things would really change He had too much to drink Guess he didn't think about his family

Candy's nineteen she goes to college in kansas She don't care about football or fraternity dances Don't care about her classes or the bad marks she gets Spends

Balcony in el paso Cigarette butts grace my balcony And the remains of a dead pigeon seem somewhat poetic The life form that scurries around below Is a misture

People shoutin' nigger Well it's time to draw a truce Exxon's dumpin' oil Probably goin' for that deuce A baby boy of eighteen Gets his license to kill Mother i