The red leader pulls out his gun.
The darkest knight must have lost someone.
The gold squadron goes up in flames.
And the once gentle wizard cries out in pain.
We are just heretics.
Where have our heroes gone?
Nothing more than heretics.
Where have our leaders gone?
There’s the courtroom king
Who is offering
Lifetime freedom for bribes.
Then the defrocked priest
Who steals money
And children in their prime.
They are just heretics.
Where have our heroes gone?
Nothing more than heretics.
Where have our leaders gone?
Mr. Bond’s in a bloodstained tuxedo.
And as for Mr. Blaine, where the hell did he go?
Are they just heretics?
Save the day.
Fly away.
It’s all gone today.
The heroes are tired.
The leaders souls are mired
With scandals and theocracy
With red greed and bureaucracy.
They are just heretics.
Where have our heroes gone?
Nothing more than heretics.
Where have our leaders gone?
We are just heretics.
Where have our heroes gone?
Nothing more than heretics.
Where have our leaders gone?
Save the day.
Fly away.
I want the good guys back today.