Our boy Crocket, hard as nails he's the king of Dowbeck Road

He'll take an swing hammer and he will crack it on ya nose

He once took five lads with no gonads, friday night whilst in the pub

The fuckers didn't do shit, he's waiting for it

(Hunted) out of luck, what you gonna do?

You better look behind your back when Crocket comes for you

(When Crocket comes for you)

(When Crocket comes for you)

Now our boy Crocket likes to hunt and he's got you in his sights

If you're gonna take your shot then you better get it right

Now you might think you've got a chance and I have to question why

'Cos I heard you like to throw a punch but do you want to die?

(Hunted) out of luck, what you gonna do?

You better look behind your back when Crocket comes for you

(When Crocket comes for you)

(When Crocket comes for you)

(Comes for you)

(Comes for you)

(Comes for you)

(Comes for you)

(Comes for you)

(Comes for you)

(Comes for you)

Comes for you

(When Crocket comes for you)