Song | Superman Can't Move His Legs |
Artist | A Balladeer |
Album | Where Are You, Bambi Woods? |
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skipping streets in springtime | |
chasing sunlight on my bike | |
and I could chalk the sidewalk | |
any color that I liked | |
blowing dandelions | |
fairground rides and climbing trees | |
and mother's kiss or candy | |
for every injured knee | |
there are no action heroes out there | |
to come and save the world from harm | |
Superman can't move his legs | |
and I can't use my arms | |
Superman can't move his legs | |
Grandma's cake and candles | |
magic bean plants in a jar | |
shared baths and bedtime stories | |
from Prickly Leg to Matthew Star | |
Sleeping Beauty's sleeping | |
I’m not the boy I used to be | |
surrounded by the bad guys | |
the only fairy here is me | |
there are no action heroes out there | |
to come and save the world from harm | |
Superman can't move his legs | |
and I can't use my arms | |
Superman can't move his legs | |
I don't know much but | |
if I've learned something from the past | |
it's: girls go for assholes | |
and happy endings never last | |
there are no action heroes out there | |
to come and save the world from harm | |
Superman can't move his legs | |
and I can't use my arms | |
Superman can't move his legs |
skipping streets in springtime | |
chasing sunlight on my bike | |
and I could chalk the sidewalk | |
any color that I liked | |
blowing dandelions | |
fairground rides and climbing trees | |
and mother' s kiss or candy | |
for every injured knee | |
there are no action heroes out there | |
to come and save the world from harm | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
and I can' t use my arms | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
Grandma' s cake and candles | |
magic bean plants in a jar | |
shared baths and bedtime stories | |
from Prickly Leg to Matthew Star | |
Sleeping Beauty' s sleeping | |
I' m not the boy I used to be | |
surrounded by the bad guys | |
the only fairy here is me | |
there are no action heroes out there | |
to come and save the world from harm | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
and I can' t use my arms | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
I don' t know much but | |
if I' ve learned something from the past | |
it' s: girls go for assholes | |
and happy endings never last | |
there are no action heroes out there | |
to come and save the world from harm | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
and I can' t use my arms | |
Superman can' t move his legs |
skipping streets in springtime | |
chasing sunlight on my bike | |
and I could chalk the sidewalk | |
any color that I liked | |
blowing dandelions | |
fairground rides and climbing trees | |
and mother' s kiss or candy | |
for every injured knee | |
there are no action heroes out there | |
to come and save the world from harm | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
and I can' t use my arms | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
Grandma' s cake and candles | |
magic bean plants in a jar | |
shared baths and bedtime stories | |
from Prickly Leg to Matthew Star | |
Sleeping Beauty' s sleeping | |
I' m not the boy I used to be | |
surrounded by the bad guys | |
the only fairy here is me | |
there are no action heroes out there | |
to come and save the world from harm | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
and I can' t use my arms | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
I don' t know much but | |
if I' ve learned something from the past | |
it' s: girls go for assholes | |
and happy endings never last | |
there are no action heroes out there | |
to come and save the world from harm | |
Superman can' t move his legs | |
and I can' t use my arms | |
Superman can' t move his legs |