She’s been living in a basementnDown by the railroad tracksnHer dreams have all left the stationnThe kids have all turned their backsnSo she lies in her bed and remembersnWhen the moon it climbs so highnBut with a spoon and a needlenShe never has to leave the skynnSuperman is killing himself tonightnHollywise HollywisenI'm selling my soul to be in the spotlightnHollywise HollywisennHollywisennHe’s been living with his mamanSince the market crashednHis wife ran out with the doctornWhen he ran out on cashnBut now one hand holds a bottlenThe other cradles the .44nTwo more shots and it’s overnHe just couldn’t hang on no morennSuperman is killing himself tonightnHollywise HollywisenI'm selling my soul to be in the spotlightnHollywise HollywisennHollywisennSuperman is killing himself tonightnHollywise HollywisenI'm selling my soul to be in the spotlightnHollywise HollywisennSuperman is killing himselfnBut superman is killing himself tonightnSuperman is killing himselfnBut superman won’t kill himself tonight