Lyrics Man Of The Hour -

Man Of The Hour

Whoa, who do you believe?
Whoa, do not be deceived
Showered in adulation and praise
The hero of the day
He’ll be the one to answer your prayers
As long as he gets paid
The hero is never quite what he seems
He’ll rip you right under your nose
He’ll be whatever you want him to be
As long as his bank account grows
Whoa, who do you believe?
Whoa, do not be deceived
The blind devotion to second hand gods
When will it all stop?
When a cold blooded killer finally appears
On a Wheaties box
The hero is never quite what he seems
He’ll rip you right under your nose
He’ll be whatever you want him to be
As long as his bank account grows
The hero will tell you what you want to hear
He’ll ease your trouble mind
A keen opportunist a slick profiteer
He counts on you being blind
Media blitz off and running
It got this fucker billed as the second coming
Hero of the day, man of the hour
Send cash in lieu of flowers
Would you like to meet the man of the hour?
This is your hero of the day
This is your hero of the day
Hero of the day
Whoa, hero for the day
Whoa, hero of the
Hero for the day