Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Danny DeVito
Chant
Michael Kosarin
Direction vocale
John Miller
Interprète
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Alan Menken
Composition
David Zippel
Paroles
Danny Troob
Orchestration
Michael Kosarin
Arrangement vocal
Brian Besterman
Orchestration
Michael Starobin
Orchestration
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Alan Menken
Production
Frank Wolf
Ingénierie de mixage
John Richards
Ingénierie de prise de son
Andrew Page
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
B. Vibberts
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Dave Marquette
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Earl Ghaffari
Ingénierie de montage
Josh Abbey
Ingénieries complémentaires
Kathleen Fogarty-Bennett
Ingénierie de montage
Malcolm Pollack
Ingénieries complémentaires
Paul Wertheimer
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Thom Cadley
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Tom Hardisty
Assistance d’ingénierie de prise de son
Paroles
So, ya wanna be a hero, kid
Well, whoop-dee-do
I have been around the block before
With blockheads just like you
Each and everyone a disappointment
Pain for which there ain't no ointment
So much for excuses
Though a kid of Zeus is
Asking me to jump into the fray
My answer is two words
Okay, oh, oh
You win
Oh, gods
Oy vay
I'd given up hope that someone would come along
A fellow who'd ring the bell for once, not the gong
The kind who wins trophies
Won't settle for low fees
At least semi-pro fees but no
I get the greenhorn
I've been out to pasture pal, my ambition gone
Content to spend lazy days and to graze my lawn
But you need an advisor
A satyr, but wiser
A good merchandiser and whoa
There goes my ulcer
I'm down to one last hope and I hope it's you
Though, kid, you're not exactly a dream come true
I've trained enough turkeys
Who never came through
You're my one last hope so you'll have to do
Demigods have faced the odds
And ended up a mockery
Don't believe the stories that
You read on all the crockery
To be a true hero, kid, is a dying art
Like painting a masterpiece, it's a work of heart
It takes more than sinew
Comes down to what's in you
You have to continue to grow
Now that's more like it
I'm down to one last shot and my last high note
Before that blasted underworld gets my goat
My dreams are on you, kid
Go make 'em come true
Climb that uphill slope
Keep pushing that envelope
You're my one last hope and, kid, it's up to you
Yeah
Writer(s): Alan Menken, David Zippel
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