Songs About / On: SUPERMAN

The night has a thousand eyes
But he moves in only places
Where the eyes can never be
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Woke up this morning, started to sneeze
I had a cigarette and a cup of tea
I looked in the mirror what did I see
A nine stone weakling with knobbly knees
I did my knees bend press ups touch my toes
I had another sneeze and I blew my nose
I looked in the mirror at my pigeon chest
I had to put on my clothes because it made me depressed
Surely there must be a way
For me to change the shape I’m in
Dissatisfied is what I am
I want to be a better man read more »

Well, down at the factory, I'm never late
I'm a mild mannered man who pulls his weight
I give a hundred percent, I don't ever stop
'Til Friday evening when I punch that clock
Then I disappear until the weekend's throught read more »

(aaron tippin/buddy brock)

Well, down at the factory, I’m never late
I’m a mild mannered man who pulls his weight
I give a hundred percent, I don’t ever stop
’til friday evening when I punch that clock
Then I disappear until the weekend’s through
And you’ll never guess who I turn into read more »

Superman ist tot
Holland ist in Not
Ich koch meine eig'ne Suppe
Alles wie gewohnt
Superman ist tot read more »

i have tried
to make the best of everything
but i still cry
when i think about what might've been
no one can say read more »

I’m lookin’ for someone who can made me feel
A serious love like juliet’s is real
A little impulsive and a boy at heart
A little bit shy but he’ll be oh so smart read more »

Oh
oh - would you like to take a walk?
Oh
oh - maybe have a drink and talk.
Oh
oh - that's the way things used to be read more »

Superman, Superman, crunchy little Superman
Found you in a Corn Flakes box
Nourished you in privacy
Touched the parts you couldn't reach
You improved immediately read more »

Tout comme son pere
Le petit Jean-Pierre
Etait un fan
Un fan de Superman

Just like his father
The little Jean-Pierre
Was a fan
A Superman fan
Il collectionnait
Toutes les bandes dessinees
Ou il pouvait voir son heros
Voler comme un oiseau

He collected
All the cartoons
Where he could se his hero
Fly like a bird
Jean-Pierre devait avoir huit ans hier
Et ses parents en etaient tellement fiers
Qu'ils deciderent de faire
Pour son anniversaire
Un voyage eclair a New York
La ville de Superman

Jean-Pierre should have had eight years yeasterday
And his parent were very proud of him
That they decided to do
For his birthday
A short trip to New York
Superman's town
De leur chambre d'hotel
Au cinquantieme etage du Waldorf
La vue etait si belle
Que leur premiere soiree
Ils la passerent a regarder
Les lumieres de Manhattan
Le lendemain

In their hotel room
On Waldorf's fiftieth floor
The view was so beautiful
That their first evening
They spent it looking
At Manhattan's lights
The day after
Ils marcherent sur Broadway
Main dans la main
Comme dans un conte de fees
Et dans un magasin
Ou l'on vend de tout de rien
Jean-Pierre se fit offrir par son pere
Un costume de Superman

They have walked on Broadway
Hand in hand
Like in a fairytale
And in a store
Where we sell everything and nothing
Jean-Pierre had his father buy him
A Superman costume
Des ce soir-la
Il voulu le porter
Comme pyjama
Pour pouvoir mieux rever
Mais quand ses parents
Se furent endormis
Tout pres de lui dans le grand lit
Il se leva sans bruit
Il ouvrit la fenetre
Et quand il vit apparaitre
Les lumieres de Manhattan
Il voulut s'envoler
Dans la nuit etoilee
Comme un oiseau qui plane

On this same night
He wanted to wear it
As pijama
To be able to dream better
But when his parents
Were asleep
All beside him in the large bed
He stood up without a noise
He opened the window
And when he saw
Manhattan's lights
He wanted to fly out
In the starry night
Like a bird soaring
C'est justement hier
Qu'on a porte en terre
Jean-Pierre
Le fils de Superman

It's exactly yesterday
That we buried
Jean-Pierre
Superman's son read more »