That's a really good story,
have you told that one before?,
I like you cause you take no shit,
I knew you'd leave me on the floor.

I really appreciate where you have been,
and no, I'll never understand what you have seen.

Small town hero,
there's no one quite like you.

Small town hero,
tell me what to do.

Small town hero,
there's no one quite like you.

Small town hero,
tell me what to do, boy.

I don't need to tell you what I have done,
thought I know that you are the superior one.

Small town hero,
knowing all the boozers,
shaking hands with the elite and snapping at the losers.

Small town hero,
there's no one quite like you.

Small town hero,
tell me what to do.

Small town hero,
there's no one quite like you.

Small town hero,
tell me what to do.

Tell me what to do.

Tell him!,
We're the leaders of small town!,
She says there's no other city!,
We're the leaders of small town!,
She says there's no other city!,
Smooth!,
As you go into the toilet,
you notice a mirror and for a second you are lost in your gaze.

There is a moment where you wonder if this is worth it,
if there's more for you to achieve,
than outside this wretched town,
somewhere that's been burning for years.

You've seen your friends come and go,
some for better, others for leaving, but you know there's no place like home,
nothing like feeling comfortable and familiar in the place that,
birthed you, unearthed you,
unleashed you.

You know you can't do better,
you know you are stuck,
but you keep telling yourself that,
you will need it and you will leave a legacy long after you are gone,
but in reality you,
are yesterday's news, tomorrow's shit paper and you will be able to live in without thoughts.

You are yesterday's news, tomorrow's shit paper,
and you will be bins without thoughts.

You are yesterday's news,
tomorrow's shit paper and you will be able to live in without thoughts.