Superbird

(album: The First Three EP's - 1980)

Look up yonder in the sky, now what is that I pray?
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a man insane, it's my President LBJ
He's flying high way up in the sky just like Superman
But I have got a little piece of kryptonite, yes I'll bring him back to land.

Said come out Lyndon with your hands held high
Drop your guns, baby, and reach for the sky
I've got you surrounded and you ain't got a chance
Gonna send you back to Texas, make you work on your ranch
Yeah, yeah, oh yeah.

He can call Super Woman and his Super Dogs
But it sure won't do him no good
Yeah, I found out why from a Russian spy
That he ain't nothing but a comic book.

We'll pull him off the stands and clean up the land
Yes, we'll have us a brand new day
What is more I got the Fantastic Four
And Doctor Strange to help him on his way.

Said: 'Come out Lyndon with your hands held high'
'Drop your guns, baby, and reach for the sky'
'We got you surrounded and you ain't got a chance'
'Gonna send you back to Texas make you work on your ranch'
Yeah yeah, oh yeah.

Yeah, gonna make him eat flowers
Yeah, make him drop some acid...