Batman's got crabs, and Robin is dead. Someone shot him right through the head. The Joker is wild, and Catwoman's a tart- If you travel in space, you'll hear dinasours fart. All that is true you won't hear in the pews But if you like lies, just turn on the news. A knarly knot, a suit spilling out from its neck Tells fantastic lies through high and low tech- Enters your house through a radio hole When you're a drone it's accomplished its goal. Wallow in fear, and hate whom they say- The dirty old browns they all have to pay Give us the oil because it's our right If'n you don't, then we're all ready to fight Morons will think that stupidity's cool Fat people consider fatness the rule. But still worse, is that truth's hated by all Therefore the whole rotten apple must fall. SO FALL ALREADY! (Chorus) | 
