You lie on your sofa
And roll about sleeplessly
You reach for your popcorn
Yet the bag is empty
Take your jogging suit off
You know it doesn't suit you anyway
The ridiculous bat
Behaves as if it were king
As a child I waved at you
You were completely drunk
You flew past, your cape really stank
But what the world really needs now
Is you in your Superman costume
Before every battle, the anxious question:
If you lose, what will happen?
Nowadays that's asked
Simply as self-administered therapy*
Enough with the anxiety already!
So many villains, so little time
One last look in your mirror and you're ready
For what the world really needs now
Is you in your Superman costume
And what the world really needs now
Is you in your Superman costume