Found a six-year-old list of “Top Ten Superman Songs” here, and while several of its entries were enlightening, I was surprised at how many key Supes songs it didn’t mention. Here, then, are ten more:

The Kinks, “(Wish I Could Fly Like) Superman.” From the last great Kinks album, Low Budget. Of course, because of the time it came out (1979), there was a crappy endless disco remix to contend with.

Gruppo Sportivo, “Superman.” This is the Dutch New Wave band which satirically spun the then-ubiquitous Claptonization of Marley’s “I Shot the Sheriff” into “I Shot My Manager.” Their “Superman” is about vulnerability in incipient love relationships, and endearingly stutters out the hero’s name.

Five for Fighting, “Superman (It’s Not Easy to Be Me).” Sure, this band/person represents a certain brand of limp VH-1 self-flagellation which screwed mainstream pop for several years in the mid-‘90s. But I thought FfF did it better and more earnestly than the others. (Also absolved: Ed Harcourt).

Soulja Boi, “Crank That”:
Soulja Boy up in da ho’
Watch me lean and watch me ro’
Superman dat hoe then watch me crank that Robocop
Super fresh, now watch me jock,
Jockin’ on them hatas.

It’s a Bird… It’s a Plane… It’s Superman Original Broadway soundrack, “You’ve Got Possibilities.” Super-catchy Charles Strouse/Lee Adams song from the 1966 musical.

Donovan, “Mellow Yellow”: “Oh, Superman or Green Lantern/Ain’t got nothing on me.”

Aaron Tippin, “Honky Tony Superman. The video is a big comedy spectacular featuring George Lindsay, the guy who played Goober on Mayberry RFD. There’s a whole “Jailhouse Rock” dance for no apparent reason.

Dio, “Sunset Superman.” From the Dream Evil album, 1987. Classical intro. Then the screaming begins. There’s a lyrical reference to Cornell Woolrich noir mystery The Night Has a Thousand Eyes.

Marius Muller-Westernhagen, “Superman.” “Superman ist tot,” the German light-pop guy singes. A big One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest comedy vibe on the video:

The Clique, “Superman.” That ign.com list noted above mentions the REM cover of this song, but it can’t hold a lump of kryptonite to the 1969 original with its staggered vocal slurs and disorientingly changing rhythms.