[Verse 1]
Some people tell me: "Jack, you are sadistic"
Why's that? Are you counting the statistics
Of deaths that have been in my hands or the lipstick?
I'm happy, thought a permanent smile would represent it
You say that I'd be better off in Arkham, a clinic is
Where you need to be to live the days of your sentences
Who thought that out? Put me with apprentices
And followers with like-minded hobbies and dependencies
Murder, murder, what a fun activity
A real hunter doesn't use the bars in captivity
I'll test your will and your skin elasticity
And how resilient your body is to acidity
Now that I think about it, you may have a point
All I think about is mangling joints strangle and hoist
Anybody who is able to voice against me
Choice, nah, that's the recipe for getting messy

[Verse 2]
I'll let Harley go to work, I find it really sexy
When she pulls machetes out her purse when getting testy
Feel a little froggy, Bruce Wayne couldn't best me
And he's got a billion dollars in the bank, I'm really pesky
I'll find you in your crib, Home Alone like Joe Pesci
And paint your house red, turn your flesh to spaghetti
Gotham, city is so beautiful in autumn
It's even better when you strap the bombs that you're brought to the columns
Of the bottoms of the GPD offices
And set the fuse off in one of their caucuses
The best defense is really good offenses
And mine is pure evil, and stronger where the losses is
Do you think that you're a villain?
Seen a million faces come and go, but me? I remain resilient
I've learned one thing: sanity is inefficient
The key to success? Never have a limit
Don't you understand? I need the Batman
For every good samaritan you need an equal mad man
Brain in the gutter - it's a trash can
Split you down the middle, it's a Bloodsport like Van Damme
Man, damn, sorry that your sidekick had to go
Robin - another one of my tricks had to blow
But it's better like this, you and me
Running rampantly through the community
Truthfully, never was a fan, jealousy and lunacy
Are things I need to work on, look at what you do to me
I can always come home from tomfoolery
And wonder does the Batman dream of all my crudities?
I hope so, otherwise my work is fruitlessly
You without me - a mutiny
Is this love? Could it truly be?
You and I are like raincoats and jubilee