Yor's World, der sinnbefreite Synthie-Pop-Hammer aus der amerikanischen Version von
Einer gegen das Imperium.
He's the man!
Yor's World, he's the man! Yor's World, he's the man! [Yor's World!]
Lost in the world of past, in the echo of ancient blast. [Yor's World!]
There is a man of future, a man of mystery. [Yor's World...!]
No tribe to lead the way, in his search for a yesterday. [Yor's World!]
Misty illusions hiding, his famous destiny. [Yor's World!]
Yor, the touch of fire. Yor the proud and free desire.
He never sees the sun, he's always on the run, him and his days are gone.
They say he will go on, his search goes on and on.
Yor's World! He's forsaken the name! Yor's World! And the world was like fire!
He's gonna make all the wild things look tame tonight, in his fight!
Yor's World, he's the man! Yor's World, he's the man!
Yor's World! He's forsaken the name! Yor's World! And the world was like fire!
Yor's World! On the sun there's a soul(
)! Yor's World! And the world was like fire!
Yor's World! He's forsaken the name! Yor's World! And the world was like fire!
