There’s a rustle of capes in the air
I know it’s coming from somewhere
All the agents & the superhuman crew
Are staring down at me & you
I know some alien is reading my mind
Above us X-ray-vision shines
Another Crisis is coming tonite
Won’t somebody please send me some kryptonite?
Chorus:
Bring back Jack Kirby’s
4 color - magic fantasy
We need more Kirby
(The) style’s changed, can’t you see?
Little man I said enough
When the gloves are off, the going gets rough
What chance ‘gainst superpowers
Who move planets & topple towers?
Men of bronze, men of steel
To distant to know how to feel
I can see them sitting & brood
In their fortresses of solitude
Chorus
Bring back Jack Kirby’s
4 color - magic fantasy
We need more Kirby
(The) style’s changed, can’t you see?
Please Mr. Kirby
Save me from this Century
On brightest day, in darkest night
No evil shall escape my sight
The war against sleep will never stop
As long as they don’t close my comic shop
Worlds will live & worlds will die
It’s as American as apple pie
If you miss it this time on the rack
Grab it when it’s collected in paperback!
Chorus
Freitag, 5. Oktober 2007
Lyrics :: Superhuman Blues
Autor: Axel M. Gruner um Freitag, Oktober 05, 2007
Labels: Lyrics, Superhuman Blues
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