Front Line
David Courtney, Ian Hunter, Joe Egan
[Verse 1]
Somethin' could be cookin' here
They all seem to be lookin' at me
To be the one to face the fire
That could blow me to eternity
[Chorus 1]
I don't wanna be a hero, I don't wanna save the shore
Don't ask me to be a hero, I don't wanna play that role, oh no
[Verse 2]
You walk in and feel the pressure
Come searching eyes, that rest on you
But though behind it softly closes
And you know you're bound to see it through
[Chorus 2]
All at once you feel the spaces, the empty places and their souls
But for you no consolation, too many empty spaces of your own
[Verse 3]
It's the same old, played out story
The same old hopeless masquerade
But you know you can't ignore it
It's the same old game, and you got played