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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