Gotham

[Intro: Manic laughter that cuts abruptly into the first bar]

Yeah! Ha!

[Verse 1]
Gotham's my canvas,I'm the acrylic anarchist,
Chemical cosmetic,my aesthetic's starless,
Card-carrying menace,psychiatric paralysis,
Your logic's a fortress,I'm the walking pharaoh's curse!
I'm the punchline that packs a phosphorus punch,
Laughing gas in the ventilation,take a lungful, crunch!
Prince of the penthouses,pauper in the slums,
Dancin'on the power lines 'til the static comes!
Detonator diplomat,I speak in dynamite,
Turn your moral high ground to a panoramic blight!
I'm the symptom and the sickness,the schism in the scripture,
A livin',breathin', seethin', vivid contradiction picture!
Your hero's a stoic,I find that pathetic,
My comedy's chaotic and inherently magnetic!

[Chorus]
This is GOTHAM!My carnivorous carnival!
A symphony of sirens,a terminal!
I'm the jester in the jewel-house,pilferin' the gems,
Writin'my manifesto in chemical anthems!
This is GOTHAM!My beautiful, brutal asylum!
Where order's an illusion,a temporary ism!
I'm the punchline with a payload,the joke that goes BOOM!
Plungin'your precious city into permanent gloom!

[Verse 2]
You crown a bat a savior?That's a hilarious premise!
A rodent with a rigid code,it's frankly quite a nemesis!
I offer liberation from your shackles and your schedules,
While he offers broken bones inside his dark,damp battleground paddles!
I'm a virtuoso of violence,a maestro of the macabre,
Turn your black-and-white worldview into a Jackson Pollock sob!
Social deconstructionist with a flair for the dramatic,
My therapy is terror,ain't my session charismatic?
I'll turn a fundraiser into a free-for-all fiesta,
A Rubik's Cube of ruin for the mayor and the mobster!
This whole city's on a tightrope over acid,can't you feel it?
I just give the line a jiggle,watch the sane men quickly forfeit!

[Chorus]
This is GOTHAM!My carnivorous carnival!
A symphony of sirens,a terminal!
I'm the jester in the jewel-house,pilferin' the gems,
Writin'my manifesto in chemical anthems!
This is GOTHAM!My beautiful, brutal asylum!
Where order's an illusion,a temporary ism!
I'm the punchline with a payload,the joke that goes BOOM!
Plungin'your precious city into permanent gloom!

[Bridge]
They try to analyze the madness,diagnose the "why,"
They're lookin'for a reason as the body count gets high!
There is no punchline,darling... or maybe this is it?
The grand,hilarious joke is that there's no logic to it!
I am the super-sanity in a world that's truly crazy,
Ain't that a knee-slapper?Hazy, baby?

[Outro]
So let the confetti of the shatterin'glass fall!
Let the champagne of chaos fill the city hall!
I'm the king of the comedy club,the last one to laugh,
As I burn your Gotham City to a photograph...
...And send you the postcard.

[Sound of a single, dying laugh that echoes into the beat's fade-out]