You keep saying to me that all the heroes are gone They have left the ground their job here is done They don’t want to save us from our self’s The planet will die, they masks dust on the shelves
Chorus: Here comes, here comes, here comes The Saturday hero Here comes, here comes, here comes Man of the night Here comes, here comes, here comes The Saturday hero Here comes, here comes, here comes Man with no fright
When the sun comes up you can see the man Who fought all night long and fulfilled his plan To save our town from beer, whisky and wine He doesn’t look so good, but he stayed alive