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HI i'm Christian Bale and i have written a song it is called batman
I dunno why these villains even try,
I catch them every single time,
I mean, why don't they just harass a different town without a superhero?
And, am I really a superhero? I don't really have any powers at all!
Its all messed up, Because,
When it comes to powers I am rather bland,
I'm just a rich guy with loads of cool stuff and,
Enough money to pay off all their demands,
But I fight 'em anyways just because I'm Batman,
So I'm on the street, right?
Middle the night
See these guys breakin' into a bank and I'm all like,
Sup, guys, you gonna pay fo' that?
They start to run through the night,
They're all like "Oh my gosh, he's fast!
"We'd better be quick or he'll whoop our...***"
"Hey, yo, where'd he go? It'll be funny if we act like we don't know,"
I’ll Make my hand into a fist but don't use it,
Until they start playing that corny fight music,
Punch these dudes one right in the face,
Then those word bubbles will pop up all over the place,
Seems like every single night they gotta fight with me,
Then along comes that typical loonie,
Joker, Cat Woman, Two Face, and Ivy,
don't know whether to be entertained or to fight 'gee,
All these clowns trying to pull knives on me,
It's like crime fighting's a sick, sick comedy,
Every night it's life or death for me,
But I dress like a bat and run around the city,
When it comes to powers I am rather bland,
I'm just a rich guy with loads of cool stuff and,
Enough money to pay off all their demands,
But I fight 'em anyways just because I'm Batman,
Batman,
I just wanna see my logo in the clouds,
Or my name by civilians being yelled out loud,
So I can smash these dopes In identical robes,
Whilst Robin's tellin' us his corny jokes,
Buy my comics at your local Fred Meyer,
"Wait a second, dogg, I thought you were retired."
"Aren't you getting old for tight pants and little boys?"
Not when robin can get me out of the villain's ploys,
Yellow and red? I'm surprised he's not dead,
Not exactly camouflage like I once said,
He's my costar, you should see my car,
I keep it underground in my Bat Cave, yar,
All tricked out but maybe a bit long,
Finding parking takes twice as long as this song,
"Holy hand grenade batman look at the fool,"
"looks like, he's got a huge machine, too"
"cost as much as he's getting from this hit,"
"Gotham City, common sense just thrown down the pit,"
"Look at the Joker man, this dogg's more white,"
"And crazy than Michael Jackson in the middle of the night,"
"And The Penguin, look at that guy, what's up?"
"Umbrella bombs and guns? That's screw'd up!"
Has this city got nothing better to offer?
A regular criminal, come on, OH why bother
When it comes to powers I am rather bland,
I'm just a rich guy with cool stuff and,
Enough money to pay off the demands,
But I fight 'em anyways just because I'm Batman,
They say the heroes rock and the villains drop,
Although predictable my comic's not a flop,
My series goes on like it'll never stop,
Now you can even read them on your new laptop,
Always ready to snap on a regular man,
Who might have info on the criminals' plan,
Me I whoop more butt and sell more doe',
Than that Iron man *** video,
Predictable, addictable, slick, sick and quick,
have even got my own bat girl sidekick,
Make it to the base, nothing in my way,
Oh not another trap, hey!
Man, I'm sick of these dudes,
Haven't I already locked them up in the county blues?
And the next day they're in the headline news,
Always escape by the skin of their tooth,
Caught them once, they in white and black,
Back to the 'Cave, they were in the back,
County jail, I've got some suggestions,
Keep 'em there, don't let 'em go, no questions,
Half the jail guards must be retarded,
Just going for a walk? These villains darted!
Anyways, I'm the richest guy in the town,
Get lost in my mansion when I walk around,
Check out my butler, Alfred Pennyworth,
Accent more painful than a double birth,
Knows my identity as well as the entire band,
Of Robins through the years that have ran,
Protecting Gotham all round nightmare,
Too busy stopping crimes,
Up the building I have to climb,
Don’t even make a dime,
When it comes to powers I am rather bland,
I'm just a rich guy with cool stuff and,
Enough money to pay off the demands,
But I fight 'em anyways just because I'm Batman,
Batman,
No powers at all just super gadgets,
Crime fighting has never been so thick,
I got radars to stick to you, stick to you like a poisonous tick,
My gadgets,
Rocket launcher inside my car,
Jetpack (my wings can't make it too far),
My mansion's got a full scale bar,
And a butler annoying as hell so far,
My gadgets.
Hey were all the good guys go
By Sam Glover