I adapted Bruddah Iz's song in tribute to Mike for all his recent mind bobbling adventures:

The HURT Superman

Told is the tale of the mischievous one
Who ran around the island and made it look fun
His deeds and tasks I will unmask,
so that you'll understand
That before there was a Clark Kent,
there was a HURT Suppa Man

He made kukai in da bushes on his way to the record book,
There would've been more but somebody wen look.
In blue morning sky, the sunscreen he spread
A funny looking cap he wore on his big shiny head

Chorus:
Mischievous, marvelous, magical Mikey,
hero of this band
The one, the only, the ultimate HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man

The secret of his endurance was locked somewhere in his mind
So when Jan asked, he wen tell her, “I tell you bumbai”!
So off Jan went in search of those who hold the information
So Mikey’s craziness can pass to future generations

He found long ago the secret to running perfection
Was not in any special food or endurance confection
When Jan asked again and again, he told her truly
“Confound it Jan, the secret is Gordon Biersch Brewery!

Chorus:
Mischievous, marvelous, magical Mikey,
hero of this band
The one, the only, the ultimate HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man
Oh Mikey, Mikey, Mikey, HURT Suppah Man