Text: SR-71. Tomorrow. Non Toxic.

I'm one of those things you'll save forever, and never need
Like an old newspaper no one has time to read

This child has grown into a dead end
Since I lost the power to pretend

(Chorus)
But it's alright, that's who I am inside
Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary day
Yeah

That's no superhero standing right in front of us
So take this pocket full of Kryptonite and beat it back to Metropolis

There's only room for one on this microphone
In my finest hour I'm still alone

(Chorus)

But it's alright, that's who I am inside
Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary day
What an ordinary day

But old news can change, as memories float down stream
So don't judge me by my failures, but only by my dreams

(Chorus)
But it's alright, that's who I am inside
Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary day

But it's alright, that's who I am inside
Not much to say on this non-toxic, ordinary day
On this non-toxic, ordinary day