Joker Face

He could do whatever he likes, that's because he's insane/
And he would have a hell of life, if he could just kill Bruce Wayne/

He's got his green hair slicked up/
Cooked grenades and Harley Quinn in the pick up/
Looking in the mirror, stuffing a flag in an open bottle of liquor/
The tv saying he a sicko, but he don't care, now it's time to pick the clique up/
Hopped down the steps, jumped in the whip/
Reloaded his "Bang!" gun with one or two clips/
Opened a bag of M&M's, only eating the green ones/
Speeding through red lights, and stopping at the green ones/
A true maniac, if you've never seen one/
Parked in front of Arkham, he about to free some/
His face, as pale as a ghost, asks the chick at the front desk,"Wanna hear a joke?"/
like..

His plan is pretty clever tonight, he just freed a few of his friends/
Waiting for the Batman to show, so they can start beginning the end/

He doesn't drink al-al-al-al-al-alcohol/
But he inhales chloroform and ethanol/
Breathing in nitrous, until he about to fall/
Now he's grinning ear-to-ear, and he at the mall/
Throwing gas canisters down the hall/
Watching people laugh 'til they die, he had a ball/
Having the time of his life, not realizing, it's that time of the night/
Not until he hears the glass and crashing of lights/
Not until he was getting his pistol/
Took a look out the window and peeped the signal/
like..

Mr. Freeze all tied up, now Catwoman's fighting/
Two-Face letting off shots, and Killer Croc's biting/
26 second's later, it's over in a cinch/
He laughing so hard, the punch came, he ain't flinch/
His jaw all jacked up, so he can't snitch/
Couldn't explain the punchline that everybody missed/
Now he's so cool, calculated calm/
Handcuffed, up in the truck, no cause for alarm/
No tricks up his sleeves, no gadgets on his arms/
No guns, no acid, no buzzers on his palms/
Went to Arkham with no fight, no jokes, no qualms/
Cuz they don't know he left like six bombs in the mall/
He grinning like..