From the recording Still Moving
Lyrics
Superman’s Rocket
I’m feeling nervous I’m feeling upset.
I ain’t seen nothing yet.
But something is coming, may already be here.
It’s been that kind of year.
There’s a lunatic living right across the road.
I’m trying to handle it.
He’s getting signals on his phone in some alien code,
Thinks he’ll unscramble it.
I could tear down the highway with the radio cranked.
If I had somewhere to go
I’ll fill my belly then I’ll top off the tank,
Never stop till I run out of road.
Oh, I got a hole in my pocket, and nothing stays in
Oh, if I had Superman’s rocket, I’d go for a spin.
I close my eyes and I think of you in ’72.
Just out of our teens wearing bellbottom jeans.
And those platform shoes.
I would wait by your window while your folks were asleep.
In the dead of night
I’d kill the engine on my Indian Chief
And flick my headlight twice.
Oh, I got a hole in my pocket, and nothing stays in
Oh, if I had Superman’s rocket, I’d go for a spin.
I see you lying on the beach with the sun on your face back in ’92.
I promised some day we’d get back to that place, It’s long overdue
Now the stadium’s empty with those piped-in cheers
While we stay safe at home.
We’ll be together baby, maybe next year.
But now we all on our own,
But we’re never alone.
Oh, I got a hole in my pocket, and nothing stays in
Oh, if I had Superman’s rocket, I’d go for a spin.
Oh, I got a hole in my pocket, and nothing gets through.
Yeah. If I had Superman’s rocket, you know what I’d do.