Alexander Joseph "Lex" Luthor is a fictional supervillain appearing in American comic books published by DC Comics. Created by Jerry Siegel and Joe Shuster, Lex Luthor first appeared in Superman #4 (March 1940) and has since endured as the archenemy of Superman.
The character is a power-mad American billionaire, business magnate, gifted scientist, inventor, philanthropist to the city of Metropolis, and one of the most intelligent people in the world. A charismatic and well-known public figure, he is intent on ridding the world of alien superhero Superman, who Lex Luthor views as an obstacle to his megalomaniacal plans and as a threat to the very existence of humanity. Given Lex's high status as a supervillain, he also comes into conflict with Batman and other superheroes in the DC Universe.
Lex Luthor has traditionally lacked superpowers or a dual identity and typically appears with a bald head. He periodically wears his Warsuit, a high-tech battle suit giving him enhanced strength, flight, and advanced weaponry, among other capabilities. Lex Luthor is the owner of a corporation called LexCorp, with Mercy Graves as his personal assistant and bodyguard. Luthor has carefully crafted his public persona in order to avoid suspicion and arrest. He is well known for his philanthropy, donating vast sums of money to Metropolis over the years, funding parks, foundations, and charities.
We keep on getting there
We'll keep on until we do
I wouldn't hold my breath if I were you
Right now this could be anywhere
We keep on getting there
Will we never arrive?
And if we ever do, will we still be alive?
They say, we're beyond repair
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We keep on getting there
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Our nerves always raw as it was long ago
We've been here before
Never, never again we swear
We keep on getting there
The tribe time forgot
We can hardly wait whether we want to or not
You'll never catch us unaware
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We're going with the flow
For the likes of us
There's nowhere else to go
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There's no going back
We move from sign to sign
Ahead of attack
On a withered wing
With a one word prayer
It's more than
I thought I could ever bear
We keep on getting there
We keep on getting there
We keep on getting there