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I was driving through my hometownI was just kinda killin' timeWhen I seen a face staring out of a black velvet paintingFrom the window of the five and dimeI couldn't quite recall the nameBut the pose looked familiar to meSo I asked the salesgirl "Who was that manBetween the doberman and Bruce Lee?"She said "Just a local hero""Local hero" she said with a smile"Yeah a local hero he used to live here for a while"I met a stranger dressed in blackAt the train stationHe said "Son your soul can be saved"There's beautiful women nights of low livin'And some dangerous money to be madeThere's a big town 'cross the whiskey lineAnd if we turn the right cards upThey make us boss the devil pays offAnd them folks that are real hard upThey get their local heroSomebody with the right styleThey get their local heroSomebody with just the right smileWell I learned my job I learned it wellFit myself with religion and a story to tellFirst they made me the king then they made me popeThen they brought the ropeI woke to a gypsy girl sayin' "Drink this"Well my hands had lost all sensationThese days I'm feeling all right'Cept I can't tell my courage from my desperationFrom the tainted chaliceWell I drunk some heady wineTonight I'm layin' hereBut there's something in my earSayin' there's a little town just beneath the floodlineNeeds a local heroSomebody with the right styleLookin' for a local heroSomeone with the right smileLocal hero local hero she said with a smile <-- Previous | Next -->
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