| He’ll come flying out of this town,
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| A resignation superman,
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| And today the bad guys win,
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| Cause he turned his cape in,
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| Now, he says,
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| And I’ll turn my back on this world,
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| Yes I’ll turn my eyes from this world,
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| Oh well…
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| Yes he’s tired of fighting in this town,
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| All the suffering and vice,
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| He wants to fall in love,
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| Maybe settle in and live a life,
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| And I’ll turn my back on this world,
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| Yes I’ll turn my eyes from this world,
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| Oh I want to believe in you now that I’m suffering.
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| Oh lord, I need to receive your hand in my heart.
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| And he keeps an eye upon this town,
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| The resignation superman,
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| He’ll keep himself amused,
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| With the evening news,
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| Oh my…
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| And I’ll turn my back on this world,
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| Yes I’ll turn my eyes from this world,
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| Now I broke my back on this world,
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| Now I’ll wash my hands of this world,
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| Oh I want to believe in you now that I’m suffering.
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| Oh lord, I need to receive your hand in my heart. |