| I am the strange hero of hunger
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| My girlfriend lives
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| On the other side of the world
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| And
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| Has
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| Started
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| Reading
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| Crime and punishment
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| By Fyodor Dostoevsky
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| Do you recognise the main character?
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| I ask her excitedly
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| — doesn't he remind you of me?
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| -i've only just begun
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| She answers
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| Whats his name?
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| -Rodya
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| But all the characters
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| Have about 3 different names
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| I always get confused
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| And
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| Can’t tell who is who
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| Because i’m dyslexic and don’t make sounds for the names
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| But Rodya is for short
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| And
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| His sister is called Runya
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| Isn’t Dunya a beautiful name?
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| If little huddie had been born a girl
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| We would of named her
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| Dunya
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| When I talk of the buti
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| Of girls names
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| Or the strange bravery
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| Of artists
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| Or see
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| The lite change
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| Over sea
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| And sky
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| Every second impossible showers of
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| Gold
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| Turning to terrible hues of purple
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| And
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| Black
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| And
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| My
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| Hart rate quickens
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| Because
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| I am amongst
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| My
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| Own
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| People
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| I am
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| The hero of all my favourite novels
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| I live in them
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| And they
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| Live in me
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| I am Arturo Bandini
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| On angels flight
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| Swearing at a beautiful dark haired girl
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| In tattered shoes
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| I am Rodya
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| Guilty of a terrible and senseless murder
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| On the streets of St Petersburg
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| I am the strange hero of hunger
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| Starving to spite myself in Christiana
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| I am Johan Nagel
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| Tormentor of the midget
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| And suicide
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| I am Ishmail
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| Knocker off of tall hats
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| I am every novelist
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| And
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| Every character ever dreamed
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| I am everyone of my favorite artists
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| And
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| I feel myself not one jot less
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| But equell to all of them
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| Turner
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| Munch
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| Holbine
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| And
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| Hokusi
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| Naturally I have no heros
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| I am my heros
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| I am my brothers
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| And sisters
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| I feel myself joined by the soul
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| With all buti
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| My hart sings with every brave endevor
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| With the strange wings of impossible butterflys
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| With every rock that breaths life into the world
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| I stand shoulder to shoulder with
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| All denouncers of meaness
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| I honour spirit and faith
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| And I uphold the glorious amiture
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| I am in love with desperate men
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| With desperate hands
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| Walking in 2nd hand shoes
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| Searching for god
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| And
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| Hearing god
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| And hating god
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| I am a desperate man buckled with fear
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| I am a desperate man who demands to be listend to
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| Who demands to connect
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| I am a desperate man who denounces the dullness of
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| Money
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| And status
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| I am a desperate man will not bow down to acolayed or
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| Success
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| I am a desperate man who loves the simplicity of painting
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| And hates gallarys and white walls and the dealers in art
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| Who loves unreasonableness
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| And hot headedness
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| Who loves contradiction
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| Hates publishing houses
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| And
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| Also I am Vincent Van Gogh
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| Hiroshige
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| And every living breathing artist
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| Who dares to draw god
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| On this planet |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Strange Hero Of Hunger (Poem), artist - Billy Childish. Album song My First Billy Childish Album, in the genre Альтернатива