Batman: The Creep Crusader

The Joker has lured Batman to the dark side, and they are having the time of their lives...
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Music by Tim Montijo & Beau Dozier.
Mixed by Big Chris Flores www.TheRehabStudio.com

Lyrics -
I’m Batman
King of the night
Been hanging with the Joker
And it feels so right

Got corrupted
By a psychopathic clown
Now it’s Batman and Joker
And we’re running this town

We’re on a rampage
Kicking life in the balls
Flipping the bird
Spraying paint on the walls

Because we both like masks
And like driving real fast
And we’re both to scared to talk about
Our dark and tortured pasts

I’ve been a good guy
For way to long
Now I’m causing trouble
Doing everything wrong

Smoking cigarettes
And having a ball
Hanging out in back
Of the Gotham mall

Robin is a dick
Whose dead weight is no use
Prancing around
In those stupid little boots

I think it’s time to tell the kid
What’s really going down
I think it’s time to say
He’s been replaced by a clown

And we ride, and we ride, and we ride
Best homies for life, for life, for life

I feel alive
Like I’m freaking fifteen again
The Joker is a lunatic
Escaped from a loony bin

Now we’re on the run
Stealing just for fun
Messing with cop cars
And soaking up the sun

I see why Michael Jackson was bad
It’s good
Doing all the things
That a criminal would

And we ride, and we ride, and we ride
Best homies for life, for life, for life

We steal money
And whatever we need
Picking from pockets
And running on greed

We mug people
Because we think we are tough
Batman and Joker
And we can’t get enough

It’s a crime spree
And we’re at large
Two freaks in costumes
And we’re in charge

We’re like Thelma and Louise
Or Bonnie and Clyde
The cops are on our tails
I never felt so alive

And we ride, and we ride, and we ride
Best homies for life, for life, for life