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ArtistThey′re falling down like bowling pins Their wooden legs all splintered in Two matchsticks that you light and wave But who's to see the light and save you? It seems the breed has gone away Retirement in yesterday But they live on in memory Quotation marks in history Fireside talks have faded in Monopoly where no one wins We just end up where we begin No one to follow such a sin as no more heroes..."
The first few stanzas of Grace Slick's seldom-heard song, "No More Heroes," are the only prompt used here.
"They′re falling down like bowling pins
Their wooden legs all splintered in
Two matchsticks that you light and wave
But who's to see the light and save you?
It seems the breed has gone away
Retirement in yesterday
But they live on in memory
Quotation marks in history
Fireside talks have faded in
Monopoly where no one wins
We just end up where we begin
No one to follow such a sin
There′re no more heroes..."
