Where have all the good men gone and where are all the gods Where's the streetwise Hercules to fight...

Hey slow it down Whataya want from me Whataya want from me Yeah I'm afraid Whataya want from me What...

All around me are familiar faces Worn out places worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races...

Well I was walking for some time When I came across this sign Saying who are you and where are you f...