Staring outside the window of my New York City apartment guess what I see..
I see a little birdie on a tree, staring back at me.
The birdie looks me in the eyes and says don't even try,
New York city will be clean the same day pigs fly,
So, who do you think you are, who gave you the right,
just because you have a catchy name and mask, it doesn't make you the Dark Knight,
In this Gotham City, you are far from Bruce Wayne,
you are just on a bike with a loose chain, your pedaling,
but will never make any gain in the direction that you are heading in.
I suggest you quit now, cash in your chips now,
and don't get your hopes up, because a person like you is just gambling with no luck,
even if you get 60 million views, 50 interviews, make good morning news,
get the whole city to see this, Just before you reach it,
we will tear you down into pieces,
(pause)
Then I woke up out of my bed,
wiped the cold out of my eyes and realized that it was all a dream,
and I was just listening to the voices in my head.
"Don't Waste Our Planet"