Letras
Superman died in Van Nuys last night
In a harsh fluorescent glare
His head face down in discarded clothes
And his feet up in the air
When Superman reached his end
He was living in a tent
Chasing crooks and stopping crime
Don't pay an LA rent
Superman posed for fans
On Hollywood Boulevard
Working for tips on the Walk of Fame
In a hero's leotard
A crimson cape and brilliant smile
Hid a frail and hollow frame
Folks all called him Superman
But Christopher was his name
Oh Superman, could you ever really fly
With the poison flowing through your veins
Did the smiling faces of the children
Help you ease the deep and angry pain?
Superman had Kryptonite
And Christopher had meth
So many twisted stories
Some to rehab, some to death
On twenty thousand Instagrams
You can see his shining eyes
But nobody cares out here
When another addict dies
Superman, could you ever really fly
With the poison flowing through your veins
Did the smiling faces of the children
Help you ease the deep and angry pain?
You can see all the stars as you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
Christopher died in Van Nuys last night