Waylon Jones snaps necks, breaks bones
Dwells in the sewers that he calls home
Gnashing teeth – cannibal
Devours your flesh for a morbid sensation
Hunting bats on patrol
Committing crimes to lure his prey
Evil eyes – serpentine
Wreaking havoc on the people of Gotham
Killer Croc, Killer Croc
Hit him with a rock
Killer Croc, Killer Croc
Hit him with a rock
Killer Croc, Killer Croc
Hit him with a rock
Killer Croc, Killer Croc
Hit him with a rock
Waylon Jones, born in a sideshow
Psychotic rage got him landed in Arkham
Iron hide – homicide
Brute strength makes fro simple murder
Chilling bite – appetite
His lust for blood will never be quenched
Silently, violently
Unleashing wrath on society
Killer Croc, Killer Croc
Hit him with a rock
Killer Croc, Killer Croc
Hit him with a rock
Killer Croc, Killer Croc
Hit him with a rock
Killer Croc, Killer Croc
Hit him with a rock