True perfection Must always be Imperfect If that's true Our world's not free of defect Barely any people who feel A zest for action, action, action And what we call attraction Is a constellation of looks and fame You're not admired for a life Filled with memories But for how powerful you are When fighting your enemies They where-you-be's And what-you-see's Don't really matter In this world of ours As long as you have other powers, other powers, other powers As long as you have other powers