Batman, Why So Serious?

Silent Dark Knight, oh Holy Dark Knight All is calm, and filled with such fright Why so quiet? What happened when young? Has the Catwoman got your bat tongue? Batman, oh Batman, how you complete me Sneer and grimace but you'll never beat me No winners at all, not me and not you We can't have your cape and both eat it too Gotham is ours, our playground of fools Its borish people are all but my tools The city is ripe for my class of crime all ready to squeal, at my fine punchline So brooding, so black, stark from my white A smile on your dial would be my delight Two sides of a penny, chaos and control, No smile lines showing, frowns take their toll Dance with me Batman, make my dark night show me that passion, keep up that fight Hit me until we're far past delirious I'll smack lips asking, Oh... why so serious?