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Text: Kinks. (Wish I Could Fly Like) Superman.

Woke up this morning, started to sneeze
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
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
Want to be a better man

Superman, superman, wish I could fly like superman
Superman, superman, want to be like superman
I want to be like superman
Superman, superman, wish I could fly like superman

Woke up this morning, what did I see
A big black cloud hanging over me
I switched on the radio and nearly dropped dead
The news was so bad that I fell out of bed

There was a gas strike, oil strike, lorry strike, bread strike
Got to be a superman to survive
Gas bills, rent bills, tax bills, phone bills
I?m such a wreck but I?m staying alive

Hey girl, we?ve got to get out of this place
There?s got to be something better than this
I need you but I hate to see you this way
And if I were superman then we?d fly away

I?d really like to change the world
And save it from the mess it?s in
I?m too weak, I?m so thin
I?d like to fly but I can?t even swim

Superman, superman, I want to fly like superman
Superman, superman, wish I could fly like superman
Superman, superman, wish I could fly like superman
Superman, superman, I want to be like superman
Superman, superman, I want to fly like superman