Part Two Songtext
von mc chris

You do not get the picture
My name is Dick not Richard
I live inside a haunted house
With a butler that′s a fixture
Always making up a mixture
For a mister with a migraine
I'm an unimportant orphan
It′s my way nor the highway

I spend the morning bored
When I used to sort a soar
The trapeze is my tradition
Now I'm wishing I was more
My parents love each other madly
Sadly fell to their grave
But a billionaire was there
And my life he did saved


He brought me to his castle
I'm a hassle and a half
Find I′m always getting lost
So I′ve drawn myself a map
I got tutors and computers
Fencing and gymnastics
But I teach them all new tactics
Tell my teachers to please fact check

Read the paper over breakfast
At a table for one
There's a train off in the distance
It don′t bother me none
What I start reading is the pleading
Of my techniques being needed
By a giant bastard crone
'Till they′re fallen and defeated

Wondering what it means
Can it be connected to my folks?
Does some holy hero hear my prayer?
I guess I'll never know
If only I could have revenge
On the men that stole their breath
I wish I could reveal their plot
That dropped them to their death


Where is the justice for the fallen and fractured?
Are we irrelevant, I thought that we mattered?
Where is the Bat or is this circus just white trash?
Please do not pass, do we fall under your flight path?
Where is the league that will deal with these creeps
Should I be fighting like a Titan even though I′m a teen?
If the Batman has my back man then why haven't I seen it?
Keep robin' me in poverty at all I′ll intervene

Every night I stare at the ceiling
Feeling unappealing
Either the wallpaper is peeling
Or I need to start dealing
I′m a zombie with insomia
Too fidgety for flannels
Spy the butler and my benefactor
Slide behind a panel

See the shelf resume its place
I haven't got an inkling
Piano prints on these two keys
I press them without thinking
Can′t believe it, door that's secret
Is a feature I now crave
There′s a pole that I descend
Who knows what the hell is in this cave?

I'm lost and it is freightning
No spotlights there to guide me
A creepy-crawly cavern
Where a billion bats are hiding
Not a place that′s so inviting
Still exciting to invade
I creep behind their whispers
'Till I find a haven safe

I'm behind a suit of armour
Made for riots maybe space
There are seven different versions
Of a certain cowl and cape
A cool collection of Kevlar
For a multitude of missions
One for underwater
One for arctic expeditions

There′s an underground river
There′s a rocket on a train track
Feeling in my liver that says
"Please go find your way back"
But I hear them in their plotting
I must know what they discuss
I pass a helcopter
Feel a bullfrog in my guts

Where is the justice for the fallen and fractured?
Are we irrelevant, I thought that we mattered?
Where is the Bat or is this circus just white trash?
Please do not pass, do we fall under your flight path?
Where is the league that will deal with these creeps
Should I be fighting like a Titan even though I'm a teen?
If the Batman has my back man then why haven′t I seen it?
Keep robin' me in poverty at all I′ll intervene

I'm in a trophy room of treasures
Props of Gotham′s worst
I see a giant dinosaur
And my heart's about to burst
A 1937 penny
That could fall on you and kill you
Perverted people will prefer
A misanthropic milieu

And yet I still continue
To have issues with this grotto
Down a corridor where there's stored
Several different autos
They′re batmobiles, I start to feel
As if I should be leaving
As if I should be up my room
Upset and sad and grieving

Can′t resist, I clench my fist
Confront them at their console
"Who are you and what's all this?
Include me in your council!"

"I′m Batman, that's a fact and
I′m so sorry to mislead you
While hunting down your parents' killer
Now we really need you

Here′s a suit that I designed
You'll find it more than fitting
I need a sidekick at my side
To make sure my side is winning

So, you can just stop grinning
Say 'So long!′ to your past
Here′s a belt, a cape, some tricks of trade
And don't forget your mask" (No way!)

There is justice for the fallen and fractured
They′re not irrelevent, they totally matter
I'm with the Bat, no longer just white trash
I will not pass, you′re all under my flight path
There is a league that will deal with these creeps
There is a Titan who is fighting even though he's a teen
The Batman has my back man, yo I didn′t beleive
Name is Robin, you'll be throbbin, cause I'll probably intervene