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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robin Williams
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Thomas Dolby
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Thomas Dolby
Producer
Lyrics
(OoooaaAAoooaAAAooo)
Yo
The name is Batty
The logic is erratic
Potato in a jacket
Toys in the attic
I rock and I ramble
My brain is scrambled
Grabbed like an animal
But I'm a mammal
(All of our cosmetics are non-carcinogenic)
I've been brain-fried
Electrified, infected, and injectified! (Woah!)
'Vivisectified'
And fed pesticides
My face is all cut up because my radars all—shut up!
Nurse? (Yes? What do you need?)
I need a check up from the neck up
I'm Batty!
(It seems to have no effect, Doctor...)
(Get me another one)
(Get me another animal! -AHH!)
They used and abused me
Battered and bruised me!
Red wires
Green wires
Stuck 'em right through me!
So hear my batty word
And exercise a little prudence
When dealing with humans
(Phone call, Mr. Darwin, phone call)
(If all the graduate students would please move closer)
('Scappers')
(More nitrous oxcide, Thomas...)
(The eye makeup, when inserted rectally...)
(Thank you...)
(...has some affect...)
(Remove the brain cap)
(If you notice, by dipping the bat in a series of paints...)
(You see, uh, after six hundred packs of cigarettes)
(The animals seem to exhibit some carcinogenic tendencies)
(Mr. Pavtah, white courtousy phone...)
(I said orally!)
(Oh my god, I'm reading by my genitals)
(I don't care what you think, you're a graduate student)
(Just DO IT)
(Insert the ele—we're losing him)
(All of our cosmetics are non-carcinogenic)
(Bett, ugh, get me another one)
(Get me ANOTHER ANIMAL!)
(Look Professor, they dance up and down, just like Elvis)
(Fine)
(If you could just put him—strap him down)
(If he moves, medicate him)
(Medicate him!)
(MEDICATE HIM!)
(MEDICATE ME!)
(It seems to have no affect, Doctor)
(Thank you, Nurse)
(Why don't you ever call me?)
(As you see, the animals don't really feel pain)
(THEY JUST GET USED TO IT)
'Cause I'm a real fruit bat
And I'm ready to rap
I'm ready to snap!
I suffer from Sciatica and chapped lips
And jock itch!
Like a rocket in my pocket
And a need to scratch
Ow!
But now I can't stop it
I'M BATTY!
(Batty, Batty)
I'm Batty
(Batty, Batty)
I'm a real fruit bat
And my logic is erratic
I'm Batty!
(Batty, Batty)
I'm Batty!
(Batty, Batty)
It's my Batty Rap
(Shave his head, you idiot!)
(It's just an animal!)
It's my Batty Rap
(Just take a little off the sides - oww, dah!)
My Batty Rap
(Who's Batty?)
Moi
Writer(s): Thomas Dolby
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