I have mixed opinions on the poor health of Smashmouth’s lead singer even though I grew up on his music (and, more specifically, this song). On one hand, I don’t want anyone to see this as some kind of opportunity to make fun of the lead singer for his alcoholism leading up to this, or blame him for his own death on down the line… even if that “on down the line” may only be a matter of days from now. But I’ve heard about the concerts he insisted happen during the worst part of COVID, the Nazi salutes that he’s actually given, and that was apparently just him getting started. Once all of this… stops being talked about, I will be thankful.

Legends never die
When the world is calling you
Can you hear them screaming out your name?
Legends never die
They become a part of you
Every time you bleed for reaching greatness
Relentless you survive

They never lose hope when everything’s cold and the fighting’s near
It’s deep in their bones, they’ll run into smoke when the fire is fierce
Oh pick yourself up, ’cause

Legends never die
When the world is calling you
Can you hear them screaming out your name?
Legends never die
They become a part of you
Every time you bleed for reaching greatness
Legends never die

They’re written down in eternity
But you’ll never see the price it costs
The scars collected all their lives

When everything’s lost, they pick up their hearts and avenge defeat
Before it all starts, they suffer through harm just to touch a dream
Oh pick yourself up, ’cause

Legends never die
When the world is calling you
Can you hear them screaming out your name?
Legends never die
They become a part of you
Every time you bleed for reaching greatness
Legends never die

When the world is calling out your name
Begging you to fight
Pick yourself up once more
Pick yourself up, ’cause

Legends never die
When the world is calling you
Can you hear them screaming out your name?
Legends never die
They become a part of you
Every time you bleed for reaching greatness
Legends never die

I refuse to acknowledge that Dean helped make God (Chuck) mortal, just to die at the hands of a rebar.

So many different worlds
So many different suns
And we have just one world
But we live in different ones

Now the sun’s gone to hell
And the moon’s riding high
Let me bid you farewell
Every man has to die
But it’s written in the starlight
And every line in your palm
We are fools to make war
On our brothers in arms