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Showdown

Bud Collyer - Clark Kent, Superman (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jackson Beck - the boss (voice)
Jack Mercer - office boy, phony Superman (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator (voice)

short film Showdown, directed by Izzy Sparber (1942)
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Soul Surfing

Jack it up, jack up
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With your help, turn you on
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With your help, with your help, with your with your with your help
With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on
With your help, turn you on

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song performed by Fatboy Slim
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The Third Monarchy, being the Grecian, beginning under Alexander the Great in the 112. Olympiad.

Great Alexander was wise Philips son,
He to Amyntas, Kings of Macedon;
The cruel proud Olympias was his Mother,
She to Epirus warlike King was daughter.
This Prince (his father by Pausanias slain)
The twenty first of's age began to reign.
Great were the Gifts of nature which he had,
His education much to those did adde:
By art and nature both he was made fit,
To 'complish that which long before was writ.
The very day of his Nativity
To ground was burnt Dianaes Temple high:
An Omen to their near approaching woe,
Whose glory to the earth this king did throw.
His Rule to Greece he scorn'd should be confin'd,
The Universe scarce bound his proud vast mind.
This is the He-Goat which from Grecia came,
That ran in Choler on the Persian Ram,
That brake his horns, that threw him on the ground
To save him from his might no man was found:
Philip on this great Conquest had an eye,
But death did terminate those thoughts so high.
The Greeks had chose him Captain General,
Which honour to his Son did now befall.
(For as Worlds Monarch now we speak not on,
But as the King of little Macedon)
Restless both day and night his heart then was,
His high resolves which way to bring to pass;
Yet for a while in Greece is forc'd to stay,
Which makes each moment seem more then a day.
Thebes and stiff Athens both 'gainst him rebel,
Their mutinies by valour doth he quell.
This done against both right and natures Laws,
His kinsmen put to death, who gave no cause;
That no rebellion in in his absence be,
Nor making Title unto Sovereignty.
And all whom he suspects or fears will climbe,
Now taste of death least they deserv'd in time,
Nor wonder is t if he in blood begin,
For Cruelty was his parental sin,
Thus eased now of troubles and of fears,
Next spring his course to Asia he steers;
Leavs Sage Antipater, at home to sway,
And through the Hellispont his Ships made way.
Coming to Land, his dart on shore he throws,
Then with alacrity he after goes;
And with a bount'ous heart and courage brave,
His little wealth among his Souldiers gave.
And being ask'd what for himself was left,
Reply'd, enough, sith only hope he kept.

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poem by Anne Bradstreet
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She's Got The Jack

She gave me the Queen
She gave me the King
She was wheelin' and dealin'
Just doin' her thing
She was holdin' a pair
But I had to try
Her Deuce was wild
But my Ace was high
But how was I to know
That she'd been dealt with before
Said she'd never had a Full House
But I should have known
From the tattoo on her left leg
And the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down
If she played it right
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack
Poker face was her name
Poker face was her nature
Poker straight was her game
If she knew she could get you
She played 'em fast
And she played 'em hard
She could close her eyes
And feel every card
But how was I to know
That she'd been shuffled before
Said she'd never had a Royal Flush
But I should have known
That all the cards were comin'
From the bottom of the pack
And if I'd known what she was dealin' out
I'd have dealt it back
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, and who knows what else?
She's got the jack, yeah, yeah
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack
She's got the jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack, jack
She's got the jack
She's got the jack, she's got the jack,
Ooh, It was a bad deal, (Jack)
She gave me the (Jack), hey
She's got the (Jack), she's got the (Jack)
She's got the (Jack), ooh can't you tell

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Superman My Hero

Superman my hero
Is just like my friend
It was just what I want him to be
Superman my hero
Is giving us hope
He is keeping us free
God's nation
Is in chaos
But there is one man that
Can save us all
Superman my Hero
He flied many times a day in the sky
He touches heaven
Just like the birds do
Superman my hero
I am so proud of him
Superman my hero
I pray for you every day
You have a job, I have one too
I will tell you what gets me through
Strenght, love, and peace
I pray for peace where I am going to be
For you and me
Kids at school
Sending Postcards to those who died overseas in the war
Superman my hero
Keeping busy is what I need to do
And keeping busy these days seems to be the tool
I want to make the hour go fast
So I have to keep myself busy
Superman my hero
Doesn't live in fear
But I do
Superman my hero
Makes sacrifices also
Like I do
Superman my hero
Is landing from the sky right now
He had a perfect landing
Superman my hero
I light a candle for you
May God always bless you
Superman my hero
To the world you gave so much love
Superman my hero
You are an hero
Superman my hero
What are we going to do when our time is up here on earth?
Superman my hero
Your spirit will always be alive in me

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poem by Aldo Kraas
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Jack o' the Cudgel

Part I

'Twas in the famous town of Windsor, on a fine summer morn,
Where the sign of Windsor Castle did a tavern adorn;
And there sat several soldiers drinking together,
Resolved to make merry in spite of wind or weather.

And old Simon the landlord was at the head of the table,
Cutting slices of beef as quick as he was able;
And one of the soldiers was of rather superior rank,
And on his dress trinkets of gold and silver together did clank.

He was a free companion, but surly and hard,
And a soldier of fortune, and was named Croquard;
And he had all the appearance of his martial calling,
But on this particular morning he was rudely bawling.

So the other soldiers laughed, for their spirits felt gay,
And they applauded his jokes, and let him have his own way,
Because he could command as desperate a gang of men as any in the world,
So many a joke and slur at the soldiers he hurled.

And the mirth increased as the day wore on,
And Croquard didn't seem the least woe-begone;
But, as he was trolling out a very merry song,
A wandering minstrel sat down beside him, and thought it no wrong.

By my troth, shouted Croquard, Come here, minstrel,
And give us a stave of love or war, which is my will:
But the minstrel didn'-t appear to comply with this request,
And he tried to withdraw, as he thought it was best.

Ho ! didst thou hear me, varlet? then Croquard did cry:
Oh! gentle sir, replied the minstrel, I cannot with your wish comply;
Believe me, I sing best to the ladies at the court,
And, in doing so, find it more profitable sport.

What, varlet! cried Croquard, Dost thou refuse me?
By heaven, proud cur, you shall see
And feel the weight of my hand before you are much older:
Then he instantly sprang up, and seized the minstrel by the shoulder.

Then the youth began to tremble, and seemed terrified to death,
And appeared ready to faint for the want of breath;
While Croquard shook him roughly, just like an ugly whelp,
And he looked from one to another, imploring help

At this moment a youth observed what was going on,
And he cried out to Croquard, Inhuman monster, begone!
Leave the minstrel, thou pig-headed giant, or I'll make you repent,

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poem by William Topaz McGonagall
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Superman

Woke up this morning, started to sneeze
I had a cigarette and a cup of tea
I looked in the mirror what did i see
A nine stone weakling with knobbly knees
I did my knees bend press ups touch my toes
I had another sneeze and i blew my nose
I looked in the mirror at my pigeon chest
I had to put on my clothes because it made me depressed
Surely there must be a way
For me to change the shape i'm in
Dissatisfied is what i am
I want to be a better man
Superman superman wish i could fly like superman
Superman superman i want to be like superman
I want to be like superman
Superman superman wish i could fly like superman
Woke up this morning, what did i see
A big black cloud hanging over me
I switched on the radio and nearly dropped dead
The news was so bad that i fell out of bed
There was a gas strike, oil strike, lorry strike, bread strike
Got to be a superman to survive
Gas bills, rent bills, tax bills, phone bills
I'm such a wreck but i'm staying alive
[look in the paper, what do i see,
Robbery, violence, insanity.]
Hey girl we've got to get out of this place
There's got to be something better than this
I need you, but i hate to see you this way
If i were superman then we'd fly away
I'd really like to change the world
And save it from the mess it's in
I'm too weak, i'm so thin
I'd like to fly but i can't even swim
Superman superman i want to fly like superman
Superman superman wish i could fly like superman
Superman superman wish i could fly like superman
Superman superman i want to be like superman
Superman superman i want to fly like superman

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(Wish I Could Fly Like) Superman

WOKE UP THIS MORNING, STARTED TO SNEEZE
I HAD A CIGARRETE AND A CUP OF TEA
I LOOKED IN THE MIRROR, WHAT DID I SEE?
A NINE STONE WEAKLKING WITH KNOBLY KNEES
I DID MY KNEES BEND PRESS UPS TOUCH MY TOES
I HAD ANOTHER SNEEZE AND I BLEW MY NOSE
I LOOKED IN THE MIRROR AT MY PIGEON CHEST
I HAD TO PUT ON MY CLOTHES BECAUSE IT MADE ME DEPRESSED
SURELY THERE MUST BE A WAY
FOR ME TO CHANGE THE SHAPE I'M IN
DISSATISFIED IS WHAT I AM
I WANT TO BE A BETTER MAN
SUPERMAN SUPERMAN, WISH I COULD FLY LIKE SUPERMAN
SUPERMAN SUPERMAN, I WANT TO BE LIKE SUPERMAN
I WANT TO BE LIKE SUPERMAN
SUPERMAN SUPERMAN, WISH I COULD FLY LIKE SUPERMAN
WOKE UP THIS MORNING, WHAT DID I SEE?
A BIG BLACK CLOUD HANGING OVER ME
I SWITCHED ON THE RADIO AND NEARLY DROPPED DEAD
THE NEWS WAS SO BAD THAT I FELL OUT OF BED
THERE WAS A GAS STRIKE, OIL STRIKE, LORRY STRIKE, BREAD STRIKE
GOT TO BE A SUPERMAN TO SURVIVE
GAS BILLS, RENT BILLS, TAX BILLS, PHONE BILLS
I'M SUCH A WRECK BUT I'M STAYING ALIVE
HEY GIRL WE'VE GOT TO GET OUT OF THIS PLACE
THER'S GOT TO BE SOMETHING BETTER THAN THIS
I NEED YOU, BUT I HATE TO SEE YOU THIS WAY
IF I WERE SUPERMAN THEN WE'D FLY AWAY
I'D REALLY LIKE TO CHANGE THE WORLD
AND SAVE IT FROM THE MESS IT'S IN
I'M TOO WEAK, I'M SO THIN
I'D LIKE TO FLY BUT I CAN'T EVEN SWIM
SUPERMAN SUPERMAN, I WANT TO FLY LIKE SUPERMAN
SUPERMAN SUPERMAN, WISH I COULD FLY LIKE SUPERMAN
SUPERMAN SUPERMAN, WISH I COULD FLY LIKE SUPERMAN
SUPERMAN SUPERMAN, I WANT TO BE LIKE SUPERMAN
SUPERMAN SUPERMAN, I WANT TO FLY LIKE SUPERMAN

song performed by Kinks
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Give Your Heart To The Hawks

1 he apples hung until a wind at the equinox,

That heaped the beach with black weed, filled the dry grass

Under the old trees with rosy fruit.

In the morning Fayne Fraser gathered the sound ones into a

basket,

The bruised ones into a pan. One place they lay so thickly
She knelt to reach them.

Her husband's brother passing
Along the broken fence of the stubble-field,
His quick brown eyes took in one moving glance
A little gopher-snake at his feet flowing through the stubble
To gain the fence, and Fayne crouched after apples
With her mop of red hair like a glowing coal
Against the shadow in the garden. The small shapely reptile
Flowed into a thicket of dead thistle-stalks
Around a fence-post, but its tail was not hidden.
The young man drew it all out, and as the coil
Whipped over his wrist, smiled at it; he stepped carefully
Across the sag of the wire. When Fayne looked up
His hand was hidden; she looked over her shoulder
And twitched her sunburnt lips from small white teeth
To answer the spark of malice in his eyes, but turned
To the apples, intent again. Michael looked down
At her white neck, rarely touched by the sun,
But now the cinnabar-colored hair fell off from it;
And her shoulders in the light-blue shirt, and long legs like a boy's
Bare-ankled in blue-jean trousers, the country wear;
He stooped quietly and slipped the small cool snake
Up the blue-denim leg. Fayne screamed and writhed,
Clutching her thigh. 'Michael, you beast.' She stood up
And stroked her leg, with little sharp cries, the slender invader
Fell down her ankle.

Fayne snatched for it and missed;

Michael stood by rejoicing, his rather small

Finely cut features in a dance of delight;

Fayne with one sweep flung at his face

All the bruised and half-spoiled apples in the pan,

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poem by Robinson Jeffers
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Japoteurs

Bud Collyer - Clark Kent / Superman, Japanese hijacker (voice)
Sam Parker - Clark Kent (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jack Mercer - press tour guide (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator (voice)

short film Japoteurs, directed by Seymour Kneitel (1942)
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The Mummy Strikes

Bud Collyer - Clark Kent / Superman (voice)
Sam Parker - Clark Kent (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane, Jane Hogan (voice)
Jackson Beck - Professor (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator (voice)

short film The Mummy Strikes, directed by Izzy Sparber (1943)
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Jack The Idiot Dunce

Whos the fool with the cross-eyed stare,
The turned up nose and moronic glare?
Whos that simpleton standing over there?
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
Whos that dumb-looking freckle-faced runt?
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
He walks like his feet are on back to front,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
When he waddles down the street he looks kind of queer,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce,
Because hes got two left feet and taxi-door ears,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
And when we laugh at the clothes he wears,
Jack just smiles cos he dont care.
Whos that fool? whos that ninny?
Whos that twit? whos that chump?
The idiot dunce, the idiot dunce.
Who is always the bottom of the class?
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
Whos a fool? whos a boob?
Whos a kook and an ass?
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
When we take examinations he never gets a pass,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
And we all put him down cos he cant think fast,
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
We ridicule him and punch him around,
But jack just laughs and stands his ground,
The idiot dunce, the idiot dunce.
Yeah, hes so unco-ordinated.
Yeah, and so disorientated,
And when we have a high school hop
You ought to see that idiot bop
And his arms and his legs
Seem to have minds of their own,
And you dont need brains
To have educated muscles and bones.
Yeah, you ought to see him dance
He moves like hes in a trance,
And when we have a high school hop
You ought to see that idiot rock,
And hes finally proved
That you dont need a high i.q.
To make your body move.
Now hes created a dance that everybodys trying to do.
Jack, jack the idiot dunce.
Do the idiot dunce.
All right put your finger on your nose,
Now cross those eyes.
Put your hands on your hips,

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song performed by Kinks
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Destruction Inc.

Bud Collyer - Clark Kent / Superman (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jackson Beck - Chief Thug (voice)
Jack Mercer - radio newscaster, Louis (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator (voice)

short film Destruction Inc, directed by Izzy Sparber (1942)
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Jungle Drums

Bud Collyer - Clark Kent / Superman (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jack Mercer - Lt. Fleming / First Pilot (voice)
Jackson Beck - German Commander (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator (voice)

short film Jungle Drums, directed by Dan Gordon (1943)
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Superman

Bud Collyer - Clark Kent, Superman (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jack Mercer - the mad scientist (voice)
Julian Noa - Perry White (voice)
Jackson Beck - Perry White, narrator (voice)

short film Superman, directed by Dave Fleischer (1941)
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Secret Agent

Joan Alexander - secret agent (voice)
Bud Collyer - Superman, Nazi saboteurs (voice)
Sam Parker - Clark Kent, Nazi saboteurs (voice)
Jack Mercer - Perry White, Nazi saboteurs (voice)
Jackson Beck - Police Chief, Nazi saboteurs (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator, Police officer, Nazi saboteurs (voice)

short film Secret Agent, directed by Seymour Kneitel (1943)
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Eleventh Hour

Bud Collyer - Clark Kent / Superman (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jack Mercer - Japanese guard, Japanese official, American reporter (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator (voice)

short film Eleventh Hour, directed by Dan Gordon (1942)
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The Arctic Giant

Bud Collyer - Clark Kent / Superman (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jackson Beck - Perry White (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator (voice)

short film The Arctic Giant, directed by Dave Fleischer (1942)
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Billion Dollar Limited

Bud Collyer - Clark Kent / Superman (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jackson Beck - Perry White (voice)
Julian Noa - narrator (voice)

short film Billion Dollar Limited, directed by Dave Fleischer (1942)
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The Bulleteers

Bud Collyer - Superman, Clark Kent, bulleteer (voice)
Joan Alexander - Lois Lane (voice)
Jackson Beck - bulleteer (voice)
Julian Noa - Perry White, narrator, bulleteer (voice)

short film The Bulleteers, directed by Dave Fleischer (1942)
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Da Bo$$ Would Like To See You

typed by: sonydogg@wanadoo.fr
Dizzle fizzle! Da bizzle! (Boss!)
Tha bling! Tha bling! (Ah ah ah!) [echoes]
Yeah... Uh uh
It's 2002 [echoes]... And whatchu gon' do? (whatchu gon' do?)
I'ma boss up... Ironically speakin' (uh), or it is generally speakin'...
I'm the ambassador, better yet, the PROFESSOR, of G-OLOGY (of G-ology...)
Just bossin' up right now...
Uh uh... Tha Boss would like to see ya (yeah... yeah)
Tha Boss would like to see ya
Bugsy! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Gotti! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Capone! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Soprano! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
DOGGY! First Black with a casino! (Ah ah)
Tha Boss would like to see ya (who me?)
Yeah, I ain't takin' orders no more (Huh-uh!)
Boss Boss... [echoes]
Uh.. I'm tha Boss (ahh!)
It's my house (my house), and I (and I) leave here (yeah, I'm tha Boss)
It's my house (my house), and I (and I) leave here...
Tha Boss would like to see ya (who?)
Bugsy! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Gotti! Tha Boss would like to see ya... (who? who?)
Capone! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
Soprano! Tha Boss would like to see ya...
DOGGY! Fist Black with a casino (ah ah!)
Boss, boss, boss, boss, boss, boss... [echoes til end]

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