Superman

theres no use explaining
i hear what youre saying
now you're crazy and you're paranoid

youre hooked on the knockout
get hip to the dropout
the frustrated and the underemployed

all aligned to be the drone
addicted to your dictaphone

you gotta get away from superman
you know you gotta get away from him
you gotta get away from superman
you know you gotta get away from him

you swore you were leaving
but i caught you sleeping
narcolepsy of the weak at heart

now your pride is stinging
woken up by the ringing
got you flagged just like a funeral car

never late and never fear
now throw away another year

you gotta get away from superman
you know you gotta get away from him
you gotta get away from superman
you know you gotta get away from him

well ive done some scratching
your hip needs detaching
from the owner of the plastic smile

now i checked your hearing
what sounds so endearing
itll probably be much more than a while

chapter three like one and two
is closing with a dumber you

you gotta get away from superman
you know you gotta get away from him
you gotta get away from superman
you know you gotta get away from him