Lyrics
Superman, had his dirty x-ray eyes,
The Caped crusader, was just some guy dressed up in wings,
The Daily Planet, it was a dead-end job,
But at least the Boy Wonder had the right word for just about anything,
But Sergeant Rock had a sister named Amy and a brother somewhere with 3rd Marines,
And he had nobody waiting in Pittsburg back home,
He was the good against the evil, the spark in the American dream,
He was the center of adventure for a young boy all alone,
He worked at the steel mill, so nothing could kill him,
Not a bullet, not a tank, no not a bomb,
Some people say that Sergeant Rock was just a pseudonym,
But we sure could have used him down the road in Vietnam,
Sergeant Rock…
Guys like Sergeant Rock, they were the real thing,
No need for tights, no need for disguise,
The Nazis they froze still when Sergeant Rock he took the hill,
And Gotham City, was just a pack of lies,
Sergeant Rock…