Tytuł: Even Superman Shot Himself

• Wykonawca: Powerman 5000
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Goddamn, even Superman shot himself
  Blew his mind couldn't save the wealth
  Maybe he read the Sunday paper
  Murder front page death and rape
  
  I can't see through the haze of the hazy
  It's the little things that drive a man crazy
  You know what I mean I know why he did it
  Too slow to outwit it, get it
  His cape was red, but so was his blood
  Man of steel fell with a thud
  
  Taken out by a villain who's willin' to stand in line
  And do the time you hated 'cause life brings death that life has created
  
  And do you understand when I say it's the little things that break the man
  By the way are you feeling it bit by bit
  Piece by piece they're stealing it
  Bite the dust hit the deck they're dealing it
  You've got to give it up
  
  Sometimes I feel so stupid
  Sometimes I feel so low
  Sometimes I think of all the things that I'll never know
  Sometimes I don't know what to do
  But most motherfuckers don't have a clue
  
  Open your eyes see out the inside the point of the point of the point
  you can't hide from the shit that's all around funky ghetto of the mind
  that brings you down
  Can't shake it 'til you give it up, sell your soul, or don't give a fuck
  
  Takin' you out superhero style your finger's on the trigger
  Wishing you were bigger all the while you've got the soul with rigor mortis
  Like Travis Bickle said, "Suck on this"
  You've got the soul with rigor mortis
  Suck on this
  The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss