When light is shed on Gotham City
You'll see these streets are far from pretty
What happened when the disunfranchised want no pity
The slope we stand upon is slippery
Calling all Gothamites, I got a riddle for you
What I'll become of justice when it has nothin' to lose?
It puts on a mask same as any criminal do
Then it commits a little violence with a righteous excuse
Have you got any guesses yet? Can I give you a clue?
This mystery isn't a what, it's a question of who
Initially it'll be an enigma to you
Until you see what the light in the sky is signalin' to
That symbol, but what it represents is hidden from view
A substich within us equally vindictive and cruel
And if you get addicted to it it'll split you in two
And then I villain, is what it turns a victim into
It can be medicine for anyone, sick of abuse
It's what the destitute denizens of this city could use
It can't be kept in custody, I'm done with this interview
Riddle me this commissioner who's questioning who?
I got a riddle for you
What's making this Knight so Dark?
I got a riddle for you
What's got a worse bite than bark?
Did your tongue get got by the cat?
Nothing to be done, but gettin' back
Riddle me this, riddle me that
What's blinder than justice, rabid as a Bat
Listen up, I got a riddle for you
What can deliver a verdict without a sliver of proof
It's not a judge or a jury, but surely will execute
It's in the dirt on your shoulder with a chip on it too
If you're a crooked politician it has business with you
It isn't part of the mafia, but it's slick in a suit
Tying it's loose ends off, nothing is slippin' the noose
And if it was to be caught it'd be by the skin of a tooth
It's always keeping a score, which I'm familiar with too
I am synonymous with it by definition, it's true
A vigilante could live off of it as if it were food
This simple singular noun, how many syllables? Two
Did you figure it out? Gonna skip to your loo?
I'll follow up with a duh to your zippity-doo
I guess underestimated just how witty were you
But I had to see for myself what this detective could do because
I got a riddle for you
What's making this Knight so Dark?
I got a riddle for you
What's got a worse bite than bark?
Did your tongue get got by the cat?
Nothing to be done, but gettin' back
Riddle me this, riddle me that
What's blinder than justice, rabid as a Bat
I got a riddle for you
What'll finish a job that the law didn't do
When you're cheated and robbed, it is given to you
To get you out of the corner that you've been driven into
It can be deadly as it festers if you're letting it stew
Becomes a poison that privilege did unwillingly brew
A dangerous intuition which if you're listening to
All of your rhyme and your reason will soon bid you adieu
Believing you are the hero is what it tricks you into
Cause when you lie to yourself enough, isn't it true
So if you think you would fit a description similar to
Then you're the answer to my riddle and I'm riddled with you
I got a riddle for you
What's making this Knight so Dark?
I got a riddle for you
What's got a worse bite than bark?
Did your tongue get got by the cat?
Nothing to be done, but gettin' back
Riddle me this, riddle me that
What's blinder than justice, rabid as a Bat
City of Gotham, please do not cry
This is not good night, it's just goodbye
(Laughing)