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Superman

from Damaged in Transit by Phileas

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Superman
Hello world
It’s your old friend Superman
Don’t despair
All is not lost
Can you hear me in Dogtown?
Can you hear me at the top of the tree?
I’m still here, I didn’t leave
He continued, arrogantly
Drowning in self righteousness
Like God’s right hand man
Mangling reality with super fine intentions
Hello world
It’s your old friend Superman
I can turn back time
Stop the rot
Drink the wave that threatens
Can you hear me in the gutter?
Can you hear me at the top of the hill?
Scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours
I’ll treat you fine
Just toe the line
But the ants just won’t cooperate
The germs have no respect
They couldn’t care less for that golden ‘S’
You carry around on your pumped up chest
Superman got sick
The doctor knows what’s best
No catching trains
Juggling planes
For a day or two, while the patient rests
But things look black for Superman
Lois rings her hands
Smokes her way through five packs a day
Cries in a sandpaper baritone
Superman got sick
And the world’s as sick as ever
The poor have no respect no more
Evil’s taking over
A shadow of his former self
He’s lying in his bed
And half the world is praying
That he won’t get up again
Superman
Superman
Superman
Superman….
Hello world
It’s your old friend Superman
Don’t despair, I’m back on the block
He’s monopolising bloodshed
He’s put his mark on misery
He’s just as strong as he ever was
And just as empty
But the ants they won’t cooperate
The germs have no respect
They couldn’t cre less for that golden ‘S’
You carry around on your pumped up chest
Superman got sick……

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from Damaged in Transit, released December 1, 2004

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