Here's To The Heroes

His eyes were bright, his hair was blond, a handsome upright lad
He looked up to the stars and wished he could be like his Dad
He stowed aboard a rocket heading out to outer space
But he forgot to factor fuel so he vanished without trace

The soldier came upon a number of the enemy
While armed only with a pistol and the spirit of the free
He steeled himself and leaped out, his finger clicking fast
But he soon ran out of ammo, so that first leap was his last

They lost the day, they screwed the pooch
They really mucked it up
They found out that reality
Is such a bitter cup
If there's a lesson to be learned they learned it far too late
That the principles of physics always beat the rules of fate

You only hear the songs of those who win despite the odds
But for every one of those there's one of these pathetic sods
Who think that all that's needed is their quick and fancy skill
But soon find out a speeding bullet's even quicker still

They died like dogs, they faded away
They never made it back
They thought that they knew everything
But all they knew was jack
Pay heed my sons when people speak of brave and glorious deeds
The ones who try them usually wind up pushing up the weeds


In their heads they think that they're
The hero through and through
And not the schmuck who's gunned down
In the middle of Act Two
So don't mention Montana, or your grandmama at home
Or you'll just guarantee the happy hunting grounds you'll roam

His flying was unorthodox, his ship a battered mess
He figured he could run rings round the Evil Empire's nest
By every law of literature he knew he wouldn't fail
The laws of better firepower told a different tale

They bombed, they broke, they flunked, they flopped
They bowled a seven-ten
They never realized the sword's
Superior to the pen
To die for one's beliefs is indeed a noble touch
To live for them is better and it doesn't hurt as much


They lost the day, they screwed the pooch
They really mucked it up
They found out that reality
Is such a bitter cup
If there's a lesson to be learned they learned it far too late
That the principles of physics always beat the rules of fate

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