Where have all the good men gone

And where are all the gods?

Where’s the streetwise Hercules to fight the rising odds?

Isn’t there a white knight upon a fiery steed?

Late at night I toss and I turn

And I dream of what I need

I need a HEALER

I’m holding out for a HEALER ‘til the end of the night

She’s gotta be strong

And he’s gotta be fast

And she’s gotta be fresh from the fight

I need a HEALER

I’m holding out for a HEALER ‘til the morning light

He’s gotta be sure

And it’s gotta be soon

And she’s gotta be larger than life!

Larger than life