Joker

Knock, knock wanna hear a joke

Open the door so your throat I can choke

Hands wrapped around the throat for a good grip

So your life and soul I can rip

Tears start to form in your near dead eyes

Smiling as the rest of you dies

The last thing you see is my devilish grin

I'm Hell's personal clownish demon

Taking away lives in so many ways

I will show Gotham its end of days

Calling the Bat my best friend

It is my destiny to bring his life to an end

Killed so many people I have forgotten every name

Doesn't matter to me all corpses look the same

Thinking maybe I'll unleash Joker gas on the city

And create an entire city that looks like me

Walking around town with a painted on face

Robbing banks and wreaking havoc with a touch of grace

Killing is easy when you have no preferred weapon

Using my hands, knifes, acid flower, or my gun

The knight in black is the one who made me

Our lives were meant to cross it was written as destiny

More monster or devil, no longer a man

Do I really look like a guy with a plan....