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Insane Clown Posse
Insane Clown Posse
Künstler:in
Joseph Utsler
Joseph Utsler
Rap
Joseph Bruce
Joseph Bruce
Rap
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
Mike E. Clark
Mike E. Clark
Komponist:in
Joseph Bruce
Joseph Bruce
Komponist:in
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Insane Clown Posse
Insane Clown Posse
Produzent:in
Mike E. Clark
Mike E. Clark
Produzent:in

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So, there you are You're sittin' there, just kinda chillin' A richie boy, you look a little bit like Dylan The 90210 bitch with the funny hair So, I'mma change a few things around here and there Start with your eyes, I pluck 'em both out your head And pull your balls out your sack and stick 'em there instead Then, I snap off your toes and stick 'em in your nose And pull the hair out your head until your skull shows You're almost ready, gotta fix you for the show tonight But your lips, man — to me, they just don't look right They could be a little fatter *punch* Even more! *punch* So fuckin' fat that your lip is draggin' on the floor Tie your tongue into a knot, and stretch it out And tack a sign on it tellin' what you're all about Set you up, 'cuz now you're ready So, open up the door 'Cuz at the House of Wonders, you're the freak show, ha! Carnival thrills, carnival chills Carnival excites you, carnival kills (Ah, ooh, ah, oh) Another freak show from the Jugga-lugga-lo Carnival thrills, carnival chills Carnival excites you, carnival kills (Ah, ooh, ah, oh) Another freak show from the Jugga-lugga-lo So, there you are Come on in, chickie — wow, ain't you a pretty? I think I'll start with the silicone that's in your titty I'll pull it out, put it in your forehead and cheek So now you look like the elephant bitch freak Don't try to run, chickie-poo, I'm just gettin' started I'll beat your head in with the brick until you're half-retarded Remember the ugly girl you laughed at at the prom? Don't try to laugh now, bitch, you look like her mom You came to do the staring, but it's you they're staring at I stuff you full of chilli cheese dogs to make you fat! Then I stretch your fuckin lips and stick 'em in your ear So all the evil shit you talk, only you can hear I shave you bald, and glue your titty on the top And then I spit on your nipple until you drop Hey! Almost ready, Jumpsteady? Open the door 'Cuz at the House of Wonders, you're the freak show Carnival thrills, carnival chills Carnival excites you, carnival kills (Ah, ooh, ah, oh) Another freak show from the Jugga-lugga-lo Carnival thrills, carnival chills Carnival excites you, carnival kills (Ah, ooh, ah, oh) Another freak show from the Jugga-lugga-lo So, there you are ("Oh my god") So, there you are ("Oh-oh-oh my god") So, there you are ("Oh-oh, oh my god") So, there you are ("Oh, my god") So, there you are Carnival thrills, carnival chills (So, there you are) Carnival excites you, carnival kills (So, there you are) (Ah, ooh, ah, oh) (So, there you are) Another freak show from the Jugga-lugga-lo (So, there you are) Carnival thrills, carnival chills (So, there you are) Carnival excites you, carnival kills (So, there you are) (Ah, ooh, ah, oh) (So, there you are) Another freak show from the Jugga-lugga-lo So, there you are
Writer(s): Mike E. Clark, Joseph Bruce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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