Being Superman Sucks
Being Superman sucks
I know it seems pretty awesome
But it’s not all that it seems
For starters, there is absolutely no cash influx
So heat vision
Can we talk about that?
The list of accidents is endless
Let’s just say I wish I had better precision
I can also fly
But if I go to high
The air gets a bit thin
And Superman goes bye-bye
I’m also really strong
It sure sounds useful
But my house is all out of door knobs
And I have a list of bills a mile long
Next on the list is my x-ray sight
There are just some things you can’t unsee
Like the half-dressed man I accidentally saw
On my midnight flight
Don’t even get me started on the nicknames
For the last time I am not a bird
Though I wish I was a plane
They don’t share my curse of fame
So being superman sucks, now you know
Though I’m not even sure you’re reading this right now
Lois said she wouldn’t get it published for me
If the writing quality was too low