The horror, it was Zorro
He was wearing a mask
I was out with my folks
And we was having a laugh

We didn’t do this too often
Mingle with the proletariat
Folks were old money
And too often they were scaredy cats

Always going out
Leaving me with the help
Always raising funds
And I’m left with myself

They saw that I was missing out on being a kid
Dad said we were going out
And I’m flipping my lid

I was lost in the dark at the time in the cave
Surrounded by bats
Alone and afraid
Big Z on the screen meant new and in danger
I summon some evil to focus their anger

[A hero that helps]
A mask to protect him from people persuing
A cape to conceal a collection of tricks
And everything black
On this he insists

I am the Batman
I jump up and then I land
You don’t know what I got in my hand
It’s a shape of a bat
[And goes splat on a man]

I am the Darkknight
I do what’s right
But I do it out of spite
Don’t look quite right
If you turn on the light
I’ll land with a boom
Which goon do I fight?