I come from Gotham City
To say that Batman Rocks!
You can’t believe how shitty
Things were in Gotham City.
The brigands and banditti,
The perverts and the pox
Infesting Gotham City
Would scare you from your socks.
All hail the Caped Crusader,
The Guardian of the Good,
Thor’s hammer to the raider,
Our steely Caped Crusader,
Enabler and aider,
Our modern Robin Hood,
The saintly Caped Crusader
For God and Motherhood.
The criminal fraternity
Are struck with shock and awe.
They lose their taciturnity,
The criminal fraternity.
And question his paternity
Until their throats are raw,
Cursing for all eternity
The Keeper of the Law.
So I’m up from Gotham City
To tell you Batman’s tops!
He hits the nitty-gritty,
So dashing, dark and witty,
The Goth in Gotham city,
With all his groovy props,
So sexy, sweet and pretty,
The popsy of the cops,
He is,
The popsy of the cops!