Raise your hands to disco machine.
It will tickle you to laughter, it will put your sleep to dreams
It is a wonderful journey/science fiction flick
Where oil runs out and all cars run on milk
While you were all busy shopping and looking for the source
I stopped. the world. and spun it in reverse
The wind it blowing And we are all growing from the grave to the womb
And i am superman. yes, i am superman. why not?
'it's not a rocket science', they told me all the time
But i misplaced ,fate,., and i think i cannot find (?)
2 and 2 is 4, i remember from before
But no one can tell me what is 2 anymore.
Well, i am superman. well, i am superman.
Yes, i am superman. yes, i am superman
Why not?
Here comes the unbeliever
Make way for the unbeliever
Is there an unbeliever?
Ladies and gentlemen: the unbeliever!