Superman needs to iron things out
The Man of Steel is filled with doubt
The world's moving faster than a speeding train
Which only hurts his brain

Used to jump tall buildings in a single bound
Now he jumps at the slightest sound
Popping pills to calm his nerves
Just getting out of bed these days is work

Krypton is looking like a wonderful place
Than the world the Man of Steel sees these days
He might go back and hide in the fact
He's much happier as the mild mannered Clark Kent

When it's hard these days to fly in the sky
As all the smog clouds his eyes
And have you ever tried to bend steel
With a battered soul and broken will

The people of the world can take care of themselves
Either that or call somebody else
He's packing it up and calling it a day
Moving up, up, and away

Superman these days is filled with doubt
Needs a break to iron things out
He'd rather sleep on a bed of Kryptonite
Than try and deal with this crazy life