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Jim White( Michael Davis Pratt )
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Plywood Superman (Live)
Down at the drugstore where they sell medicine back in the corner stands a plywood Superman. He never saves nobody from nothing. He just leans against the wall looking sad.
Me, I go climbing on my broken ladder. Aiming for high places, but I never quite can lay two hands on the heart of the matter. Sometimes I feel like that plywood Superman.
Last night at the truck stop, the cashier at the diesel desk stopped to talk to me as I paid for my beer. She's single with 2 kids, says she loves Las Vegas. Her dream's one day some rich man will take her away from here.
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com When she goes climbing on her broken ladder, she's searching for some sweet, far-off promised land. But nobody never breaks free of nothing wrapped in the arms of a plywood superman.
Now my old daddy, he worked in a factory, and he used to beat on me with his mind not his hands. And though for ten years he's laid in that grave in Birmingham, to this day I still hear him saying what a useless thing I am.
When I go climbing on my broken ladder, I'm searching for something but what I don't understand is how you can climb forever and still never reach nothing... trapped in your life like some plywood superman.
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