Batman

From the top of the tree to the back of the class
Perhaps I should get off my cloud and ask
Someone for directions someone for advice
Cause I’m not very clever and I’m not very nice

I seem to be making the same old mistakes
Like driving a car without any brakes
I did as I wanted I must have been mad
Now I’m being punished I deserve to be sad

I’m walking the streets it’s pouring with rain
I’m watching batman up there on the crane
People are waving and cheering him on
Waiting and watching the drama to come

The megaphones blaring a police siren wails
He’s got himself handcuffed to the rails
He screams into the void ‘I miss my two girls’
Do you have any idea how much this hurts?

[Chorus]

I could have been batman and stuck to my gun
I could have protested and I could have won
But I’m useless at fighting and I’m not that strong
But I can only bury my heart for so long

Three days later they take him away
And the city blurs into just another day
I join fathers for justice even though it’s too late
I write letters and postcards and wait

Some weeks later I uncover these words
Nothing has changed everything hurts
I go back at the job and grinding out time
It’s the end of the day and the end of the line

I could have been batman and stuck to my gun
I could have protested and I could have won
But I’m useless at fighting and I’m not that strong
But I can only bury my heart for so long



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