There were never meant to be any heroes
am just like you, you were just like me
The playing field was supposed to be levelled
A game of harmony and symmetry
That's what makes this so embarrassing to watch
This re-alignment of your past
Out of all the clothes you wore
and all the things you said
Only the music was ever meant to last
This keeps happening again and again
The martyr's crown bestowed upon you
far outweighs your name
And this keeps happening again and again
The chaos that surrounded you
is now passive and tame
For nearly 20 years your column inches were zero
Then suddenly, again
you're the latest music press hero
Are they riding the bandwagon or did they just realise
you are a lost part of their youth to idolise?
They even forgot who you were in the late '80's
But I think that you did too
It still doesn't explain this reassurgance
now you're dead
A god, a master, a monster to be fed
