My man was workin at the seafood spotnSellin fish n chips and dealin bags of potnDressed in a pirates uniform and allnLookin like a fool headin for a fallnHe was walkin home late one night godblessnHeard the scream of a woman in immediate distressn??????nhe headed down the alley hoping for the bestnhe saw the girl who was screamin her mouth beat shutntwo guys standin by her bout to get fucked upnhe said you don't hit the bitches while I'm still alivenstabbed on in the neck the other in the eyenthe girl ran home told her daddy she was saved nby a pirate with a shiv and a real smooth waynthe vision of the pirate would surely never fadenso she called the New York post and tried to get paidnnchorusnsuper hero your my super heronsuper hero your my super heronnNow the story ran the following day page twonBut swashbucklin in Brooklyn is all he want to donI tried to sit him down and think things throughnBut swashbucklin in Brooklyn is all he want to donNow he was havin problems like diving without drowningnThe city the cops the mob trying to stop himnHe needed a psychic thats where I came innTell his story to the world help him with his shitnWe cruise down the river patrolling the docksnDeliverin justice to eight square blocksnBrooklyn was safe nobody got shotnWe used swords and daggers and kung fu what notsnThis kinda shits ??? had no choicenDoin it for free like the village voicenThis ends my first installment of the storynHe was good kicking ass but bad with the glorynnChorus x 2nsuper hero your my super heronsuper hero your my super heronnWe cruise down the river patrolling the docksnDeliverin justice to eight square blocksnBrooklyn was safe nobody got shotnWe used swords and daggers and kung fu what notsnThis kinda shits ??? had no choicenDoin it for free like the village voicenThis ends my first installment of the storynHe was good kicking ass but bad with the glorynnChorus x 4nsuper hero your my super heronsuper hero your my super hero