It's not the Bat-tusi, that's for sure

Because of this, you get this:

Just'a good ol' Bats

Never meanin' no harm.

Beats all you never saw

Been enforcing his own 'law'

Oops, he just broke your arm

Bustin the crooks

Cleanin Gotham

Someday the villians might win

But not ole Doc Wertham

He became this'a way

Cuz of a random killer

Used'ta be a little more sane,

That's before Frank Miller.

Just a good ol' Bats,

wouldn't change if he could

Runnin round with his 'pal'

Slidin' down the 'bat-pole'

A little more than he should

Makin' his way

The only way he knows how

That's just a little bit more

Than the law will allow.

I'm a good ol' Bats

You know my momma left me

Down in a pool of blood

Right there deep in the hood

in the apt named Crime Alley