Blank walls in a restaurant
Bathroom
Black marker, though just a pen would do
Small words and simple poetry
Say what you want to say, in just the perfect way
And all the people say
Kokamantratarius
Hero for the average Joe, it makes him feel like
Pow! Blam! Yeah, fire in the hole!
Kokamantratarius above the toilet bowl
Cracked tiles and cold white cinder blocks
Soon wear his words
It's like a diary, a diary for men
He's like a Robert Frost if Robert Frost had been
Strange and nefarious, and ungregarious
The road less traveled is for Kokamantratarius
Kokamantratarius
Hero for the average Joe, it makes him feel like
Pow! Blam! Yeah, fire in the hole!
Kokamantratarius above the toilet bowl
Here I stand with hand, with pete in hand
I'm hoping that you'll understand
That all my life I've been a freak,
Afraid to laugh, afraid to speak
But now you'll have to listen to me,
Now you'll have to listen to me
Now you'll have to listen now
But I don't have a thing to say
(Average Joe)
Hero for the average Joe, it makes him feel like
(Average Joe)
Hero for the average Joe, it makes him feel like
(Average Joe)
Hero for the average Joe, it makes him feel like
It makes him feel like
It makes him feel like shit