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