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Alan Clayson & The Argonauts - Superman '42 / Rue Morgue

from Ancient And Modern: Highlights of Half​-​a​-​Century by Alan Clayson

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lyrics

You left her on two wings and a prayer.
You scrambled away into thin air
Into that endless blue
To die in World War Two,
Never to return again.

The aerodrome's run down and out of use.
Your fascist queen still hangs around for you;
With every passing plane,
Whispering your name
While you remain in the cold Aryan tomb.

Superman,
No future can
Make you return to Germany.
You could return my reason to me,
Watching the sky for my love.


You walked out of that door in '44,
But were you still alive in '45?
Were you shot down in a dog-fight
For the glory of the Third Reich?
I'd wait a thousand years until I know.

Superman,
No future can change you
Who said no farewell in '43.
Did you die in the sky for Germany?
How could you do this to me?

Superman,
No future can change you.
There is no work for the Luftwaffe to do.
Why won't they make a civilian of you?
Who can control you from the grave?
If you would return, my soul would be saved.
Superman, you've been flying far too long.

What a difference a decade made
From the hour that it began -
The strange landscapes of the mountain…
Nothing can be quite what it seems.

Let's not be beastly to the Germans
At the Treaty of Versailles.
Who were the mothers of Dada
Way back in 1916?

It's said I know no good or evil,
A sentry skilful on land and sea.
How I reversed all their allied values
Since the crime that set me free!

Now praised and magnified for ever,
A strong man with an iron heart -
A snake-eye cropped up for the first time
Since that long, transfigured night.

From the sunny Spanish marches
To the freezing Arctic sea,
How I wasted all the nations
Lost and found for Germany!

My gun is loaded for the last time.
I've gone from the sight of man;
Caesar's crown the greatest poison
Ever since the world began.

When I gaze into your blue eyes,
All I see is myself.

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