The Rise and Fall or Our Hero's Reward - Beulah

I heard your song

The same year mom and dad went punk

They called you the unknown quotient

Or something close to that

Now all the little boys

Write bad poems to their new loves

And play all the songs

On crappy old guitars

Wanna be a rock star

Ten times bigger sun

Wanna be a rock star

And make you all love me

They want your baby shoes

In some podunk Hard Rock Cafe

But it’s better than being

Tie-dyed instead

Copyright your name

And bloodshot eyes just the same

And those eyes look

Just like a map where everything’s alright

I remember

It was raining the day you died

I read the paper

It was raining where you were too

Wanna be a rock star

Ten times bigger sun

Wanna be a rock star

And make you all love me