*comes in with a horde of mammoths, triceratops, stegosauruses and pterodactyls to help defending from all the potatoes*
IT'S A HEEEEEARTACHE
NOTHING BUT A HEEEEEARTACHE
HITS YOU WHEN IT'S TOOOOOO LATE
HITS YOU WHEN YOU'RE DOOOOOOOOWN
*Prances in, grabs microphone, strikes a pose.*
Where have all the good men gone
And where are all the Gods?
Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?
Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?
Late at night I toss and I turn
And I dream of what I need
I need a hero
I'm holdin' out for a hero 'til the end of the night
He's gotta be strong
And he's gotta be fast
And he's gotta be fresh from the fight
I need a hero
I'm holdin' out for a hero 'til the morning light
He's gotta be sure
And it's gotta be soon
And he's gotta be larger than life
Larger than life (ah ah)