Supergirls Complaint Songtext
von Bourbon Princess

My tights are hanging on the back of the chair
Comb the bugs and dirt out of my hair
Rescued some kids from a porno operation
In a basement in Detroit
Drew the smack out of junkie′s toe
I left the laying grateful on the kitchen floor
Flew out the window, landed on both feet
And took off again

This is a thankless job
It doesn't pay that well
Maybe it′s a feel-good thing for me
I can't tell
I can't tell

Look, I may be strong
But I′ve only got two arms
Call that guy in Metropolis
And say "I can′t handle this!"


They put the signal out into the clouds
I dropped my blinds, turned the TV up loud
Sank down in my easy chair and said
"Damn. Not again"
But I pulled myself up, got my cape and boots
And my big, red belt that's only for looks
No special features
No laureate to round-up evil creatures

No holidays in this line of work
No compensation should I get hurt
I′m getting sick of this
I mean I get no recognition
For all the things I fix
I mean I get no respect!

Ah, look, I may be strong
But I've only got two arms
Call that guy in Metropolis
And say "Leave me out of this!"
Leave me out of this!
Leave me out of this!
O-oh! Oh-oh!

No holidays in this line of work
No compensation should I get hurt
I′m getting sick of this
I mean I get no recognition
For all the things I fix
I get no respect!


Ah, look, I may be strong
But I've only got two arms
Call that guy in Metropolis
And say "I can′t handle this!"
So, leave me out of this!
Leave me out of this!
O-oh!
O-oh!
Oh! Ah! Ah! Ah!