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