Hurricane Hero

one summermorning he awoke he decided it was time

he made up his mind

so he went up to the roof in search for something that

would prove

he'd always been blind

the idea was to arouse the pigeons in the pigeon-house

so when he opened the door

he gently asked them 'would you all help me to find

exactly what I'm looking for'

so he finally broke the strings

that had always kept him down

an attempt to regain

what he once lost

no need to count the cost

the hero of the twetieth century

a storm raged across the land, the wind was fighting with

the sand

a hurricane named Hero

the people looked up to the sky, they saw the shape of a

huge kite

it must be the hour Zero

a million piggeons in a V, a man so tiny you couldn't see him

dangling on the strings

toed to each seperate little bird, shouting out against the

world; "we'll shit on you, motherfuckers"

so he finally broke the chain

that had always kept him down

bit by bit

no shit