Bathtub Hero
He's behaved with propriety,
In a well-planned society.
While some earn notoriety,
He's honest and scaling up the bathtub.
Devoid of variety,
And he's teaming with piety.
He maintains sobriety,
That way when he climbs he will not fall.
Though you'd never know it he's,
Hiding a penchant for misery.
He detests his reality,
Dreams of potpourri under it all.
He's craving a victory.
No more dinners at Applebee's
Just wine and cheese tonight.
He'll be bigger than Socrates,
Dress those big marquees in his light.
One day he'll stand so tall...
He'll be hailed as a hero.
He'll be a God among the ants.
He'll be hailed as a hero.
If he's given his chance.
Oh, oh.
He's off on a long journey,
To travel the land and sea,
He's been searching endlessly,
Seeking some way to be remembered.
He calculates carefully,
Assessing his qualities.
One token is all he needs,
But not a seed in sight.
It builds to cacophony,
The pain of his life in entirety.
Disappointment again.
He tries so hard but nothing turns out right.
Cause dreams are dreams,
But all things are finite.
But give him time and...
He'll be hailed as a hero.
He'll be a God among the ants.
He'll be hailed as a hero.
So when is his chance?
Oh, oh.
He'll be put in the Bible.
In the Bible, you know.
By his loyal disciples,
His disciples who owe,
Him a new new new testament.
A testament to:
All the things that you are,
And the things that you do,
When the world will not give in to you.
They broke bread to the ones,
To the quiet ones who,
Prayed to God when they buried the people they knew,
That they wouldn't end up in the dirt like that too.
With a marker at head, that just says that their dead,
So they dreamed of a life, where there's Heaven instead,
Then they say their "Amens" and go back to bed,
And do nothing more, but wait for the end.
He'll make history,
With his discovery,
When they see it.
They'll fall to their knees,
They just have to believe it.
And Oh. Oh...
He'll be hailed as a hero.
He'll be a God among the ants.
He'll be hailed as a hero.
And this is his,
And this is his chance!
Oh...
He'll be hailed as a hero.
He'll go down as a hero...
He'll be hailed as a hero...
He'll go down as a hero...
In a well-planned society.
While some earn notoriety,
He's honest and scaling up the bathtub.
Devoid of variety,
And he's teaming with piety.
He maintains sobriety,
That way when he climbs he will not fall.
Though you'd never know it he's,
Hiding a penchant for misery.
He detests his reality,
Dreams of potpourri under it all.
He's craving a victory.
No more dinners at Applebee's
Just wine and cheese tonight.
He'll be bigger than Socrates,
Dress those big marquees in his light.
One day he'll stand so tall...
He'll be hailed as a hero.
He'll be a God among the ants.
He'll be hailed as a hero.
If he's given his chance.
Oh, oh.
He's off on a long journey,
To travel the land and sea,
He's been searching endlessly,
Seeking some way to be remembered.
He calculates carefully,
Assessing his qualities.
One token is all he needs,
But not a seed in sight.
It builds to cacophony,
The pain of his life in entirety.
Disappointment again.
He tries so hard but nothing turns out right.
Cause dreams are dreams,
But all things are finite.
But give him time and...
He'll be hailed as a hero.
He'll be a God among the ants.
He'll be hailed as a hero.
So when is his chance?
Oh, oh.
He'll be put in the Bible.
In the Bible, you know.
By his loyal disciples,
His disciples who owe,
Him a new new new testament.
A testament to:
All the things that you are,
And the things that you do,
When the world will not give in to you.
They broke bread to the ones,
To the quiet ones who,
Prayed to God when they buried the people they knew,
That they wouldn't end up in the dirt like that too.
With a marker at head, that just says that their dead,
So they dreamed of a life, where there's Heaven instead,
Then they say their "Amens" and go back to bed,
And do nothing more, but wait for the end.
He'll make history,
With his discovery,
When they see it.
They'll fall to their knees,
They just have to believe it.
And Oh. Oh...
He'll be hailed as a hero.
He'll be a God among the ants.
He'll be hailed as a hero.
And this is his,
And this is his chance!
Oh...
He'll be hailed as a hero.
He'll go down as a hero...
He'll be hailed as a hero...
He'll go down as a hero...
Credits
Writer(s): Aria Nicole Braswell
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