Lyrics

"'David:"' There are really two kinds of public figures Or two, as I really see in terms of abstract gatherings of them I mean, there, there are idols and there are heroes And they, they serve two different functions And are present in two very different kind of societies Which is, an idol is something that really exists beyond the people It does their living for them An idol is something that teaches people what they can't be You know, I mean it exists in a sense As a negation of the people who worship it You know, Marilyn Monroe Marilyn Monroe is worshiped, you know By countless numbers of people who know They'll never be Marilyn Monroe And because they know that they'll never be Marilyn Monroe They worship Marilyn Monroe I mean the other one is hero And a hero is something that teaches people What they can be I mean a hero is an available model You know, that doesn't exist as something That's impossible to reach But really exists as the embodiment Of what everybody could be If I'm going to be a hero Then I'm going to insist on making everybody a hero I mean, that's the only way I can relate to it You know, because, I was in a place in my former life That I was afraid to go out to dinner, you know, and eat In my favorite Mexican restaurant Because everybody stared when I came in, you know I honestly don't intend to have my life shoved around like that Because it's really a very destructive process "'Joan:"' How were you intending to finish? You didn't say We're waiting for word from David's lawyer's office And they said nothing came in the mail, so we're... "'David:"' I found out this morning that my appeals are over And so, I'm not going to surrender myself Because I figure if somebody's going to take Three years of your life, the least they can do Is give you a ride You know, it, it shouldn't be too much For someone to come up here and arrest me I mean, I don't like the idea of me walking Into their jail that way I mean, let 'em come up and bust me for what I do I'd like to give them a chance to see what they're doing I mean I am leaving my nice scene behind I am leaving my wife pregnant I am leaving all those things And I think that the least any man who comes to arrest me Ought to do is see that You know, I mean, let him know the reality Of what he does Let him see, let him step out from behind his padded gloves You know, let him take his dark glasses off And take a look
Writer(s): Billy Mann, Rene Tromborg, Rasmus Bille Bahncke, Michael Severson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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