Fire up the batmobile, 'cause I gotta get outta here

I don't speak the language

And you gave me no real choice

You gave me no real choice

You made me see that my behavior was an opinion



So fire up the batmobile, 'cause I gotta get outta here

It's the mouth of the gift horse, I know

But I gave it my best shot

I gave it my best shot

I gave you the performance of a lifetime



So I hope you all will see

There just isn't a place here for me

I look around and feel like somebody must be fucking with me

I just can't take any of you seriously

And I can't keep keeping myself company



Fire up the batmobile, 'cause I gotta get outta here

Big shoulders block the view

You can't get your money back

You can't get your money back

You can't pretend that isolation is the same as privilege



So I hope you all will see

There just isn't a place here for me

I look around and feel like somebody must be fucking with me

I just can't take any of you seriously

And I can't keep keeping myself company