One day he was a famous man and crowds cried out his name.
A sporting hero loved by all, both Kings and crowds the same.
He raced his way to victory to the pleased applause of all,
but his following soon disappeared when his legs broke in a fall.

He had fans and songs and accolades and all he could desire
and the nation's goodwill fanned his flames to build a raging fire.
but Glory Supporters are fickle, left the one they had followed.
Noone wants a hero who has lost the Glory Road.

A soldier went out to the war and for his country fought.
Slew enemies to left and right, and for awhile well was thought
but when peacetime came across the world they forgot their favoured son
they didn't want to see in him all the damage they had done.

He'd had fans and songs and accolades and all he could desire
and the nation's goodwill fanned his flames to build a raging fire.
but Glory Supporters are fickle, left the one they had followed.
Noone wants a hero who lost the Glory Road.

A politician came to power and tried to do some good
put right a lot of ancient wrongs and did evrything as he should
but the newspapers were skeptical and couldn't let it last
so they dug around and brought him down with a mistake from his past.

He had fans and songs and accolades and all he could desire
and the nation's goodwill fanned his flames to build a raging fire.
But Glory Supporters are fickle, left the one they had followed.
Noone wants a hero who once lost the Glory Road.

The star's that shine the brightest shine all too bright and hot
The people who stare up at them always worship what they've got
But when stars burn out or fall to earth noone gives a damn
they don't want to know that heroes are the same as any man

Heroes stay for a short while and many do die young.
They're the ones who live on in the songs that long are sung
For a hero who lives to old age rarely stays on Glory Road
it's all too easy to stray from the path they have followed.

They've had fans and songs and accolades and all they could desire
Nations's goodwills to fan their flames to a roaring raging fire
but when heroism burns out and their circuits overload
a broken worn out shell is all that's left behind
and people wander off a new hero to find
noone stops to think about the one they once followed
Noone wants a hero who has lost the Glory Road.