Plywood Superman

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, 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 two kids, says she loves Las Vegas

Her dream's one day some rich man will take her away from here

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, 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, Superman

Plywood Superman, plywood Superman

Plywood Superman, plywood Superman