Hero Lady Pank

You are a hero, you are a god;
The crowd is always with you
Waiting for your nod
The morning papers always
Have something to say
The stakes are very high
In the game you want to play

You touch the button
With your trembling hand;
The castles you are building
Are made of sand

You walk on water
You play with fire;
You'll lose the game you're playing
Unless the stakes go higher
You know exactly when
Things could go too far
But no one seems to wonder
Who you really are

You touch the button
With your trembling hand;
The castles you are building
Are made of sand
They're made of sand