• Everyone seems to think I'm mad
    The fact they do is actually very sad.
    I don't mean to make you feel dumb,
    but the look on your face makes much more fun.

    Now as a boy I loved to fiddle
    with all sorts of things, mostly riddles.
    I tested other with them all day
    and, if they cheated, I made them pay.

    I was soon locked away at 21,
    all cause I was having too much fun.
    I used riddles to get back at a guy,
    and soon I finally caused him to die.

    Now I'm in a cell with a small house
    all the way inside the nuthouse.
    Then one day in the morning I arise
    to get the days paper with a special surprise.

    The city is slowly becoming less of a slob
    now that they put away man from the mob.
    But whats interesting is that some criminals have ran
    from a mysterious figure that the city now calls Batman.

    But here I stay, forever insane
    to contemplate who Batman is with my large brain.
    So riddle me this riddle me that,
    Tell whose afraid of the Big Black Bat?