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