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"They call me Superman..." "They call me Superman..." "Big Shaq, where you at?" "They call me Superman..." "Big Shaq, where you at?" [Shaquille O'Neal

In the heat of the night in the heat of the day When I close my eyes when I look your way When I meet the fear that lies inside when I hear you say:

Shadows are creeping, the air's so still While you're sleeping, they're on the loose Eyes wide open, you lie awake You wish it was morning but you can

Lovers, keep on the road you're on Runners, until the race is run Soldiers, you've got to soldier on Sometimes even right is wrong They are turning my

From the sun out of the east A Brilliant light arose A thorny crown upon his head Cut from a branch of rose Through blazing eyes I saw within A peace

It's the hard little pistol-packing punk dope smuggler Lethal when I kill, I go straight for the jugular Back again to hit ya with the junkyard funk Shit

Sign of the cross, symbol of hatred Tribulation Across this land, signs of the beast Everlasting rape Ravished and scorned, silenced by madness The world

I woke up on a gaelic morn The kindred soul within reborn Voices call as the high wind blow Softly speak within me so Voices call within your mind Voices

Eternal lust created by the ancient gods Waked up me once again My stinkin' corpse abandoned the crypts I waited for this night in I'm doomed to transmigration