Yeah, street level versus high rises
Two
sides of the same coin,
watch 'em collide
Queens on his back,
jumping off the red brick No trust fund,
just a camera and a web-slick High-wire act in the middle of
the daylight Making rent,
fighting crime under streetlights
(swinging low)
But when the night goes cold in the concrete cave
Another shadow wakes up with a world to save One flies high
where the skyscrapers gleam
One rules the dark of a broken dream
Spinning a web or striking from the dark
Two different heroes leaving their mark (oh-oh-oh)
Now look at Gotham,
no sun in the sky Deep pockets,
black cape, and a stern look in the eye No radioactive bite,
just a tactical mind Leaving villains in the dirt when he leaves
them behind
(striking fast)
One wears a mask to protect those he loves
One wears a mask to rise far above
From the alley to the rooftop peak
They fight for the silent,
the lost, and the weak
One flies high where the skyscrapers gleam
One rules the dark of a broken dream
Spinning a web or striking from the dark
Two different heroes leaving their mark (yeah!)
Watching from the ledge
Guarding on the edge (hmmmm)