Liz Phair 

 

  

 

   Batmobile

 

 

  Fire up the batmobile, 'cause I gotta get outta here

  I don't speak the language

  And you gave me no real choice

  You gave me no real choice

  You made me see that my behavior was an opinion

  

  So fire up the batmobile, 'cause I gotta get outta here

  It's the mouth of the gift horse, I know

  But I gave it my best shot

  I gave it my best shot

  I gave you the performance of a lifetime

  

  So I hope you all will see

  There just isn't a place here for me

  I look around and feel like somebody must be fucking with me

  I just can't take any of you seriously

   

  

  And I can't keep keeping myself company

  

  Fire up the batmobile, 'cause I gotta get outta here

  Big shoulders block the view

  You can't get your money back

  You can't get your money back

  You can't pretend that isolation is the same as privilege

  

  So I hope you all will see

  There just isn't a place here for me

  I look around and feel like somebody must be fucking with me

  I just can't take any of you seriously

  And I can't keep keeping myself company