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SuperNobodyMan!

by Jersey D Gibson



Look! It's him! Flying through the air!
(the kid we used to pick on at school)
Our savior comes wearing tights and a cape,
(we made fun of his glasses and pocket protectors)

My building's on fire, there's a nuclear war,
(we call out his name in a time of need)
but in everyday life we ridicule him
(face it, he really isn't that sexy)

So fly away... fly away...
it seems that nobody wants you.
When the chips are down, they'll grab any twig they can find.

So fly away... fly away...
but don't expect to get paid.
For your the hero of the moment, now the moment's gone, go away.


Faster than a speeding bullet, pick up a car
(but why can't you do more?)
You stopped the three bandits robbing the bank
(but you didn't fix my credit report)

Save a child, protected in your arms
(prepare for the bad guy to hit you with a lawsuit)
Helped fixed that bridge that was falling apart
(now I see the shrink to help the trauma)

So fly away... fly away...
you're strong but lost the PR campaign.
Lawyers have drowned you, opinion is against you, so callow.

So fly away... fly away...
whatever you do, we want more.
Interviews, advertizing, merchendising, and your face on a magazine.


SuperNobodyMan, where are you now?
seems we've hit your last nerve.
SuperNobodyMan, we need you now,
now that someone's launched an ICBM.

SuperNobodyMan, we apologize,
we didn't mean to talk behind your back.
SuperNobodyMan, we're so sorry,
bulletproof, but not immune to opinion.


When you were down
we kicked you to the ground;
we laughed as you bled.

When you were hurt
we acted so curt;
Something just snapped in your head.


We look to the skies to see your form,
(did you know I stand here just for you?)
To catch a glimpse and tell my grandkids
(and even, just one time, cheer you on)

You were my idol, the one I wanted to be,
(where no one can see, I have your underwear)
now that your gone, we've got to solve it all
(never realized how difficult we could be)

So come back... come back...
we need you now.
We're here begging you to give us a second chance.

So come back... come back...
can you please be our savior?
We promise you that we'll have you in your proper place...

...our hearts.

10/05/2006

Author's Note: hmm... interesting

Posted on 10/05/2006
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