the eggs you threw with eyes of dew and fall

your talk of loom your tits in bloom and all

sensational, imperial!



the compromises you would never make-me please a man again

the door would slam and I be damned

to know that I had lost my head

and you the most sensational and rational

of all the muses who have tried to change the hardly changeable



don't you know there is no other one?

take a bite of every shit to come

and I sure will bite it, too...

swallow all the good in you



I couldn't keep my fingers off the phone

I ruined your sleep and happy time alone

I had to tell my personal hell

my traffic light refused to shine and daddy fell back in the wine



bring back the superman in me

(clark Kent is such a nervous wreck)

bring back the superman in me