We'll have Superman for President, let Robin save the day.
Give us Direction; the best of goodwill; Put us in touch with fair winds. Sing to us softly, hum the evening's song. Tell us what the blacksmith has done for you.
He's watching me watching you watching him watching me watching him watching.
Too many heroes stepping on too many toes, too many yes-men nodding when they really mean no.
My words are a whisper, your deafness a shout.
Actor of the low IQ, let's hear your view.