Smallvillian Girl--sung to the tune of Tom Petty's, 'American Girl'

Well, she was a Smallvillian Girl

Raised by her slutty aunt

She can't help thinking that her parent's death

Was all that mattered to anyone else

After all it was a small, little town

With no real people to run to

And if she had to die trying

She had one little promise she was gonna keep

Chorus:

Oh yeah, alright,

Clark Kent loves ya, baby

Though he feels weak whene'r you're in sight

She was a Smallvillian girl

Well, it was kinda cold that night,

She stood alone in her fairy princess dress

Yeah, she could hear the meteors crash down,

On top of her parents like

Folks turning into pancakes

And for one des'rate moment there

They crept back in her memory

God, it's so painful when something that's so tragic

Doesn't make anyone else's heart acheeee