The Metal Man

I’m a man made of metal
I’m The Metal Man
I’ve lived like this since I began
Made from recycled bike frames, crushed cars and tin cans
I’m a man made of metal
I’m The Metal Man

Bits of me are copper
Bits of me are steel
My feet have been constructed from two old iron wheels
People touch me and tap me to see if I’m real
But I don’t let it bother me
‘Cause I know that I am
I’m a man made of metal
I’m The Metal Man

Factory floor shavings were used for my hair
You’re oval and round
I’m rectangular and square
I don’t rust in the rain
‘Cause I drink plenty of oil
If you peer into my brain
You’ll find it full of springs and coils
To keep my mind thinking
When I swim or take a bath I’m forever sinking
If you see me drowning please stretch out your hand
I’m a man made of metal
I’m The Metal Man

I’m no ordinary bloke
Wrapped in my strange, smooth, shiny skin
Though villains try to beat me
I'm too tough for them to win
I don’t eat or sleep
You’ll never see me cry
And I can’t ever die
Why?
By now I think you understand
I’m a man made of metal
I’m The Metal Man

I’m a man made of metal
I’m The Metal Man