Even Superman Shot Himself

Even Superman Shot Himself Lyrics

Song	Even Superman Shot Himself
Artist	Powerman 5000
Album	The Blood Splat Rating System
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	作词 : Powerman Five Thousand ...
	Goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Blew his mind couldn't save the wealth
	I said, 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, it's the little things
	It's the little things that drive a man crazy
	Yeah, yeah, yeah
	You know what
	I mean I know why he did it
	Too slow to outwit it, get it
	His cape was red, yeah, but so was his blood
	Man of steel fell with a thud
	Taken out by the 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 sayIt'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
	Goddamn, goddamn, yeah
	Goddamn, goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Goddamn, goddamn, yeah
	Goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Sometimes
	I feel so stupid, sometimes
	I feel so low
	Sometimes
	I think of all the things, yeah, that
	I'll never know
	Sometimes
	I don't know what to do
	But most motherfuckers don't have a clue
	Sometimes
	I don't know what to do
	But most motherfuckers don't have a clue, yeah
	Most motherfuckers don't have a clue
	Most motherfuckers don't have a clue
	Most motherfuckers don't have a clue
	Most motherfuckers don't have a clue
	Goddamn, goddamn,
	Goddamn, yeah, goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Goddamn, goddamn
	Goddamn, goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Come on, come on, come on
	Check this out, check this out, check this out
	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, yeah
	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
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, "Suck on this"
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, "Suck on this"
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, "Suck on this"
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, "Suck on this"
	The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss
	And I burned for twenty-five years

	zuo ci : Powerman Five Thousand ...
	Goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Blew his mind couldn' t save the wealth
	I said, 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, it' s the little things
	It' s the little things that drive a man crazy
	Yeah, yeah, yeah
	You know what
	I mean I know why he did it
	Too slow to outwit it, get it
	His cape was red, yeah, but so was his blood
	Man of steel fell with a thud
	Taken out by the 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 sayIt' 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
	Goddamn, goddamn, yeah
	Goddamn, goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Goddamn, goddamn, yeah
	Goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Sometimes
	I feel so stupid, sometimes
	I feel so low
	Sometimes
	I think of all the things, yeah, that
	I' ll never know
	Sometimes
	I don' t know what to do
	But most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Sometimes
	I don' t know what to do
	But most motherfuckers don' t have a clue, yeah
	Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Goddamn, goddamn,
	Goddamn, yeah, goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Goddamn, goddamn
	Goddamn, goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Come on, come on, come on
	Check this out, check this out, check this out
	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, yeah
	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
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, " Suck on this"
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, " Suck on this"
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, " Suck on this"
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, " Suck on this"
	The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss
	And I burned for twentyfive years

	zuò cí : Powerman Five Thousand ...
	Goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Blew his mind couldn' t save the wealth
	I said, 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, it' s the little things
	It' s the little things that drive a man crazy
	Yeah, yeah, yeah
	You know what
	I mean I know why he did it
	Too slow to outwit it, get it
	His cape was red, yeah, but so was his blood
	Man of steel fell with a thud
	Taken out by the 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 sayIt' 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
	Goddamn, goddamn, yeah
	Goddamn, goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Goddamn, goddamn, yeah
	Goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Sometimes
	I feel so stupid, sometimes
	I feel so low
	Sometimes
	I think of all the things, yeah, that
	I' ll never know
	Sometimes
	I don' t know what to do
	But most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Sometimes
	I don' t know what to do
	But most motherfuckers don' t have a clue, yeah
	Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Most motherfuckers don' t have a clue
	Goddamn, goddamn,
	Goddamn, yeah, goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Goddamn, goddamn
	Goddamn, goddamn, even
	Superman shot himself
	Come on, come on, come on
	Check this out, check this out, check this out
	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, yeah
	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
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, " Suck on this"
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, " Suck on this"
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, " Suck on this"
	Like Travis
	Bickle said, " Suck on this"
	The grip on the neck and the snake bite kiss
	And I burned for twentyfive years

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