paroles de chanson Part Two - MC Chris
You
do
not
get
the
picture
My
name
is
Dick
not
Richard
I
live
inside
a
haunted
house
With
a
butler
that's
a
fixture
Always
making
up
a
mixture
For
a
mister
with
a
migraine
I'm
an
unimportant
orphan
It's
my
way
nor
the
highway
I
spend
the
morning
bored
When
I
used
to
sort
a
soar
The
trapeze
is
my
tradition
Now
I'm
wishing
I
was
more
My
parents
love
each
other
madly
Sadly
fell
to
their
grave
But
a
billionaire
was
there
And
my
life
he
did
saved
He
brought
me
to
his
castle
I'm
a
hassle
and
a
half
Find
I'm
always
getting
lost
So
I've
drawn
myself
a
map
I
got
tutors
and
computers
Fencing
and
gymnastics
But
I
teach
them
all
new
tactics
Tell
my
teachers
to
please
fact
check
Read
the
paper
over
breakfast
At
a
table
for
one
There's
a
train
off
in
the
distance
It
don't
bother
me
none
What
I
start
reading
is
the
pleading
Of
my
techniques
being
needed
By
a
giant
bastard
crone
'Till
they're
fallen
and
defeated
Wondering
what
it
means
Can
it
be
connected
to
my
folks?
Does
some
holy
hero
hear
my
prayer?
I
guess
I'll
never
know
If
only
I
could
have
revenge
On
the
men
that
stole
their
breath
I
wish
I
could
reveal
their
plot
That
dropped
them
to
their
death
Where
is
the
justice
for
the
fallen
and
fractured?
Are
we
irrelevant,
I
thought
that
we
mattered?
Where
is
the
Bat
or
is
this
circus
just
white
trash?
Please
do
not
pass,
do
we
fall
under
your
flight
path?
Where
is
the
league
that
will
deal
with
these
creeps
Should
I
be
fighting
like
a
Titan
even
though
I'm
a
teen?
If
the
Batman
has
my
back
man
then
why
haven't
I
seen
it?
Keep
robin'
me
in
poverty
at
all
I'll
intervene
Every
night
I
stare
at
the
ceiling
Feeling
unappealing
Either
the
wallpaper
is
peeling
Or
I
need
to
start
dealing
I'm
a
zombie
with
insomia
Too
fidgety
for
flannels
Spy
the
butler
and
my
benefactor
Slide
behind
a
panel
See
the
shelf
resume
its
place
I
haven't
got
an
inkling
Piano
prints
on
these
two
keys
I
press
them
without
thinking
Can't
believe
it,
door
that's
secret
Is
a
feature
I
now
crave
There's
a
pole
that
I
descend
Who
knows
what
the
hell
is
in
this
cave?
I'm
lost
and
it
is
freightning
No
spotlights
there
to
guide
me
A
creepy-crawly
cavern
Where
a
billion
bats
are
hiding
Not
a
place
that's
so
inviting
Still
exciting
to
invade
I
creep
behind
their
whispers
'Till
I
find
a
haven
safe
I'm
behind
a
suit
of
armour
Made
for
riots
maybe
space
There
are
seven
different
versions
Of
a
certain
cowl
and
cape
A
cool
collection
of
Kevlar
For
a
multitude
of
missions
One
for
underwater
One
for
arctic
expeditions
There's
an
underground
river
There's
a
rocket
on
a
train
track
Feeling
in
my
liver
that
says
"Please
go
find
your
way
back"
But
I
hear
them
in
their
plotting
I
must
know
what
they
discuss
I
pass
a
helcopter
Feel
a
bullfrog
in
my
guts
Where
is
the
justice
for
the
fallen
and
fractured?
Are
we
irrelevant,
I
thought
that
we
mattered?
Where
is
the
Bat
or
is
this
circus
just
white
trash?
Please
do
not
pass,
do
we
fall
under
your
flight
path?
Where
is
the
league
that
will
deal
with
these
creeps
Should
I
be
fighting
like
a
Titan
even
though
I'm
a
teen?
If
the
Batman
has
my
back
man
then
why
haven't
I
seen
it?
Keep
robin'
me
in
poverty
at
all
I'll
intervene
I'm
in
a
trophy
room
of
treasures
Props
of
Gotham's
worst
I
see
a
giant
dinosaur
And
my
heart's
about
to
burst
A
1937
penny
That
could
fall
on
you
and
kill
you
Perverted
people
will
prefer
A
misanthropic
milieu
And
yet
I
still
continue
To
have
issues
with
this
grotto
Down
a
corridor
where
there's
stored
Several
different
autos
They're
batmobiles,
I
start
to
feel
As
if
I
should
be
leaving
As
if
I
should
be
up
my
room
Upset
and
sad
and
grieving
Can't
resist,
I
clench
my
fist
Confront
them
at
their
console
"Who
are
you
and
what's
all
this?
Include
me
in
your
council!"
"I'm
Batman,
that's
a
fact
and
I'm
so
sorry
to
mislead
you
While
hunting
down
your
parents'
killer
Now
we
really
need
you
Here's
a
suit
that
I
designed
You'll
find
it
more
than
fitting
I
need
a
sidekick
at
my
side
To
make
sure
my
side
is
winning
So,
you
can
just
stop
grinning
Say
'So
long!'
to
your
past
Here's
a
belt,
a
cape,
some
tricks
of
trade
And
don't
forget
your
mask"
(No
way!)
There
is
justice
for
the
fallen
and
fractured
They're
not
irrelevent,
they
totally
matter
I'm
with
the
Bat,
no
longer
just
white
trash
I
will
not
pass,
you're
all
under
my
flight
path
There
is
a
league
that
will
deal
with
these
creeps
There
is
a
Titan
who
is
fighting
even
though
he's
a
teen
The
Batman
has
my
back
man,
yo
I
didn't
beleive
Name
is
Robin,
you'll
be
throbbin,
cause
I'll
probably
intervene

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