Music / Lyrics by John Harp

{Verse 1:}
Long time ago when I was a small boy
I needed to learn how to be strong
I looked at my gods to find the joy
To help me get by all along

{Verse 2:}
Most of the brightest and talented people I know
Living a life of a dream
Wheather live in a rock gig or in a night show
Taking the fun to extreme

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Ridiculously hairy
Hypnotically glary
Is how I remember
My heroes today

Provocatively scary
Queer, but not very
And all wearing lipstick
And makeup, ok?

{Solo}
{Chorus}

{Verse 3:}
How many years and souls have we sold
Just to arrive to this stage
Now I see people disguised as my gods
Showing the world their outrage!

They look and act and wear make-up – just like my gods
Some of them claim they are not who they are
They say they are proud of something against all odds
Isn’t it strange and bizarre?

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