|Handsome as life
|He's our lord and we trust in him
|To move like the wind
|As our friend and guardian.
|The elements and oceans congregate on his brow
|And he stalks in style like a royal crocodile.
|His chariot legs
|Are tree green and autumn brown
|His crown of dusk is a glimpse of things to be.
|In palaces and temples near the dwellings of man
|If he can he'll smile 'cos he's a Royal Crocodile.
|Warlord Of The Royal Crocodiles