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Welcome to the Dark Carnival. The tunnel of love. Allow your emotions to run wild. Allow your passion to soar freely. Welcome to the Tunnel of love. (Play backwards and more messages can be heard) |
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(Chorus 2x)
Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha) Great Milenko (Hehe hehe Haha haha) Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha) Great Milenko (Hehe Hehe Haha haha) (Violent J) Come one, come all, and witness magic! I introduce to you, an occult sorcerer Of the ancient craft of Necromancy A caster of mind-bending illusions From the nether void of the shadow walkers Excelled from Shangri-La, The Great Milenko (Chorus 2x) Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha) Great Milenko (Hehe hehe Haha haha) Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha) Great Milenko (Hehe Hehe Haha haha) (Shaggy 2 Dope) Ladies and Gentlemen Witness the keeper of arcane, wicked voodoo magic A beguiler of spells, hexes, and curses With the help of potions, talismans, and ancient relics From the forbidden realms of the Dark Carnival Ladies and Gentlemen The Great Milenko (Chorus repeat until song ends) Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha) Great Milenko (Hehe hehe Haha haha) Great Milenko (HaHa ha haha) Great Milenko (Hehe Hehe Haha haha) |
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"Serial slaughtering stranglers
Jugging Juggling juggalos Folded, fat, floppy-tittied freaks I C fuckin P's in the house" Abracadabra boom shacka dae I'm Violent J, and I'm back like a vertebrae And I come with a hat full of tricks Trunk full of Faygo, car full of fat chicks Hahahahahahahaha, fuck you Wicked clowns, we'd like to say what up to The Cobra's, X-men, and Counts, and everybody with clown love Even sets I've never heard of Roll into town, and out with the big top Four cards down, and two more still to drop And when it does, I pack up and hit the road Cuz I don't wanna see your head EXPLODE Toss me an axe, and I'll toss you a dead chicken Add a buck, you get a two-liter with 'em And when the genie says on with the show It's hokus pokus jokers, Great Milenko. Once again, the psychotic carnival creatures in the haugh Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Southwest slithering snakes of darkness come Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Shazam BAM, shocka locka lokey Shaggy the clown back like scoliosis Call me a psycho-skitso freak And I'll call you by your name (dick-anus) Cuz I can give two shits and a fuck I bounce down Verner in a popcorn clown truck I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard. I grab your gizzard Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin Everybody's waitin for the show to begin Up to the top, by the neck, and let you go Try to land in a glass of Faygo Uh, you suck, you missed the fuckin glass Broken neck, and busted your fuckin ass But the genie says on with the show Hokus Pokus Jokers, Great Milenko. What awaits you after death, rub the lamp and explore Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Enter Milenko's Fun House, walk right through the wretched hall Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride "Fuck em all, fuck em all Clown dawg, freak dawg Joker dawg, Milenko dawg" Fidgets of joker's cards blasting in your mother's face Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Rude Boy and Chucky down wit the clown First time we ever went to Mexican Town I remember, we couldn't pay the bill, they got hot And beat us down in the fuckin parking lot Tall Jess, Jump Steady, and Nate the Mack Tagged ICP by the train tracks And it was on, the dawn of a new day Magical carpets screaming down the freeway Walked in a gypsy's tent with a food stamp And walked out with a magical lamp, yeah I met Milenko, he gave me 3 wishes That night, I fucked 3 fat bitches Then get the fuck with it, forget it I'll rip your face off, and wipe my ass with it When the genie says on with the show Hokus pokus, jokers, Great Milenko Climb aboard our magic train and join us inside Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Fifty-two villians, hammered town, the show must go on Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Giant ladies, bearded ladies, midget ladies, ladies! Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride Clowns of darkness and underneath them comes the cloud Hokus pokus, joker's ride, come take a spin on a carnie ride "Fuck that!" |
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| 4. |
| 5:47 |
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COME AND GET IT! Woo! We got some fresh vittles for your fat chicken-ass
to snack on, bitch! So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie, mothafucka! The first little piggy, his house is made of wood, He lives in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood. He likes to fuck his sister, and drink his moonshine, A typical redneck filthy fuckin' swine! I rode into town with my ax in my holster, Everybody knows about the wicked piggy roaster. A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out, I drew my ax with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out! Walked in the village, and to the piggy's place, He opened up his door, and popped me in the face. It blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half, But I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!) Forty in hand, I rose from the dead, And threw with all my might, I made a ping noise off his head. Since we out west, I had a little fun, And pulled his fuckin' tongue out the back of his cranium! (chors) Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie. There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die. I might use a gun, (No!) I might use an ax, (yes!) The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks! The second little piggy, his house is made of brick, And this little piggy is a mutha fuckin' dick. He sits on his bench and gets all the respect, But if I get a chance, I'm goin' straight for the neck. He walked in the room, and everybody rose, Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes. First they let the piggy, now you can finally sit, But what this piggy don't know is he's about to get his neck wet! Now I see the bailiff, I'm thinkin' what the fuck? I can smoke this room before his hearing aid will pick it up. Old-ass man, I let him get away, That tired mutha fucka, probably die tomorrow anyway. Here come the piggy, it's time for my case, His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin' face. He saw my joker's smile, and sentenced me a dime, So I racked on the bucket, made it fuckin' rain pork rhines! (chors) Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie. There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die. I might use a knife, (No!) I might use an ax, (yes!) The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks!(x2) The last little piggy, his house is made of gold, He lives in a mansion on his own private road, I started walking down it, the guardy he told me wait, I bounced off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate! Cuz this little piggy, must definitely fry, I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky. And then I watch the moon take the form of the devil, And pull it out the sky, and beat it with a shovel. People in my city, they fight for they meals, He sleeps on a mattress stuffed with hundred dollar bills. A richie is the devil, he never really made it, So I'm a take his money stack and stuff his face wit' it. Opened up his door, he's sleeping in his bed, I grabbed a brick of gold laid it upside his head. He begged for his life, I told him it's too late, It took away his dough and watched the devil suffocate, cuz I need (chors) Three little piggies, to make a piggy pie. There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy die. I might use a gun, (No!) I might use an ax, (yes!) The carnival's in town, come and get your piggy snacks! (X3) |
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| 5. |
| 6:21 |
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(chorus:)
How many times will I ask myself why, how many times? How many times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry? (end chorus) (chorus) How many times will you honk your horn and say fuck you? Now what the fuck does that do? Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass, How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fuckin' ass? How many times will my neighbor beat his wife? Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife. Fuckin' drunk, swingin' his fists about, Why don't you wait till he sleeps, then take him out? How many times will I sit in a hot car? Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuckin' hour. Must be an accident, I hope nobody died, Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side! The gawkers roll by and creep slow, Hopin' they can see a mangled body show. Some park, and stand there and watch it all, With their kids, they point, and fuckin' stare! (and just look!) I remember one time I was pulled over, Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over. People watching, hoping that he shoots me, I just wanted to choke their fucking heads! (chorus w/vocal ad lib) (chorus) How many times will I wait in a line, It's three-thirty, I fuckin' got here at nine. I'm finally up to the front, can't wait another minute, Why am I here? To pay a fucking parking ticket. The lady at the counter acts like a fuckin' bitch, No smiles, no help, you're just a piece of shit, I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fuck it, forget it, Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket! How many times will a crackhead smoke crack, And ask me for some money cuz he wants crack, Give him money, again, he's coming back, Walk away, and here's another, "Gimmie crack." How many time will a kid give a dirty look, A little punk-ass bitch tryin to be a crook, I wrote the book, I was out robbin' liquor stores, When you were just a nut stain in your mama'a drawers. (chorus w/vocal ad lib) (chorus) How many times will you steal my car stereo, It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya? I vacuum all the fuckin' glass off from my seat, I sit down, and got a piece stuck in my butt-cheek. How many times did I walk in, and just sit, And have to listen, and learn all this bullshit, Learnin' history and science, fuckin' wait, Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate? Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, into the counter, And tell 'em you can make limestone from gunpowder, Will they give me a cheeseburger if I know that shit? Fuck no, fuck you, and shut your fuckin' lip! How many times will a judge decide my fate, Who is he? A bitch! Nothin' great. He takes shits, and fuck his old floppy wife, Plays with his balls and judges my life! (And who the fuck is he? He judges my life!) (chorus w/vocal ad lib) (chorus) (chorus) (chorus) "Dawg, I peels caps all day long, mutha fucka. The call me the big wheeler cap peeler, ya know what I'm sayin'? I run this whole mutha fucka. The whole block, dawg. They call me the king. The big king. King killer big wheeler cap peeler, yeah. That's what they call me around this mutha fucka. I run this bitch. I got this bitch locked down. I'm a big gang banga, man. I'm a gang banga mutha fucka. See, they ain't think that we was gang bangin' out in this neighborhood, but they don't know about me and my clique, dawg. And if you all wanna be down, shit, we can sit down and talk, ya know what I'm sayin-" "BOBBY!!! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW AND FINISH YOUR HOMEWORK!" "Uh, here I come! Aw dawg, I gotta go, man. But look, meet me here tomorrow after school. Oh wait, I got yearbook. Awright, meet me here around five-thirty tomorrow, dawg. Awright guys, peace." "I hope he doesn't get grounded, dude." "Yeah, me too, 'cause then we couldn't be gang bangers." |
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| 6. |
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Voodoo, runnin' from my magic
Brain insane, suga wooga pie Southwest voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer Magic, dark magic Met this kid named Louie Lou He thought he could fuck with this voodoo So I turned his head into a lima bean And then flicked it off his shoulders From Mookan House to Shangri-La Egyptian Pharaoh, coompata Follow me, and join us as we pray To the seventeen moons of Coonga Del Ray Walked in the lunchroom chantin' spells With bamboo bitches and voodoo bells Got my own food, who wants some? I got possum nipples and raccoon tongue A non-believer once started to laugh So I launched a fireball up his punk-ass Then everybody heard him squeal "This voodoo shit's for real!" It just takes... A head from a newt, a wing from a bat A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow And a little itty bitty little drip of Faygo Brain insane, suga wooga pie Southwest voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer Magic, dark magic Brain insane, suga wooga pie Southwest voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer Magic, dark magic Crypt on Verner on a windy night You see voodoo scribblings in the moonlight Painted all on the city street It's the ancient craft of gang bangin Hey! J! What's in the bag? A shrunken head, and shriveled scrotum sac Why? Ya think voodoo's fake? Come to the graveyard, I'll make the dead wake "Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba. Sleep no longer, raise, quick Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba, Leave us alone, you fuckin' punk bitch!" Well, fuck it, I ain't that good yet But one day you can bet I'm a freak We'll make the whole world dance with the dead And just like my homey said It only takes... A head from a newt, a wing from a bat A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow And a little itty bitty little drip of Faygo Brain insane, suga wooga pie Southwest voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer Magic, dark magic Brain insane, suga wooga pie Southwest voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer Magic, dark magic Voodoo running from my magic Voodoo running from my magic Voodoo running from my magic I'll make a voodoo doll out of ya and flick your nuts A head from a newt, a wing from a bat A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow And a little itty bitty little driiiipppppppp... A head from a newt, a wing from a bat A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat A neck from a chicken, an eye from a crow And a little itty bitty little drip of Faygo!!!! Brain insane, suga wooga pie Southwest voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer Magic, dark magic Brain insane, suga wooga pie Southwest voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo, dope dark killer Magic, dark magic |
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| 4:21 |
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Ticket please, thanks, walk through the door
Into the Halls Of Illusions, visit yours And see what coulda and shoulda and woulda been real But you had to fuck up tha whole deal "Lets take a walk down the hallway It's a long way it, it takes all day!" And when you get to tha end, you'll find a chair With straps and chains, we slap you in there Lock you down tight so you can't move a thread And pull your eyelids up over your head Cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream It's just to bad it ain't what it seems You walk in and see two kids on the floor They playin Nintendo and he's got tha high score And sittin behind them chillin in a chair Is your wife, when ya look, oh, you ain't there It's some other man in the hand in hand Now she looks so happy you don't understand See this is an illusion, it never came true All because of you! Back to reality and what you're about Your wife can't smile cuz ya knocked her teeth out And she can't see straight from gettin hit Cuz you're a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit But it's all good here, come have a beer I'll break the top off it and shove it in ya ear And you're death comes wicked painful and slow At tha hands of MILENKO! Great Milenko, wave your wand Don't look now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into Great Milenko, wave your wand Don't look now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into Look who's next it's Mr. Clark The dirty old man from the trailer park You got your ticket? Thanks take your coat off And later on, why not, I'll rip your throat off "Lets take a walk down the hallway It's a long way it, it takes all day" And when you get to the end you'll find a chair You see all the blood, yeah your boy was just here We get all different kind of people comin through Richies, chickens and bitches just like you In the Halls everybody gets a turn To sit and witness your illusion before you burn What do we have here, oh yeah, no way It looks like your kids and they okay Your daughter's chillin up in college top grade And your son's a fuckin doctor, phat paid They got families and kids and it's all good They even coach little league in the neighborhood Is this true have ya really seen tha holy ghost? Nah, bitch, not even close! Back to reality your son's on crack And your daughter's got nut stains on her back And they both fuckin smell like shit And live in the gutter and sell crack to each other When they were kids you'd beat em and leave em home And even whip em with the cord on the telephone And that reminds me man hey ya gotta call Watch your step to Hell...it's a long fall! Great Milenko, wave your wand Don't look now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into Great Milenko, wave your wand Don't look now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into Ah, it's time to pack up and move to the next town But we forgot Mr. Bigot, okay, dig it We can't show you an illusion cuz we're all packed But I'll still cut ya neck out, hows that? Great Milenko, wave your wand Don't look now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into Great Milenko, wave your wand Don't look now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into Great Milenko, wave your wand Don't look now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into Great Milenko, wave your wand Don't look now, your life is gone This is all because of you What you got yourself into |
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| 5:00 |
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I'm still here under the moon (2x)
I was just a child but you seemed like so much more The way you would approach me and drift across the floor I'd see you in the hall, and you'd kiss me with a smile I never understood it, was I even worth your while? The others kids at school, they would hate me and they'd spit Cuz I was just a no one, to them I wasn't shit But you would always hold me and stand there by my side We were only seventeen; we'd be together till we died But then it all happened on the ever dreadful day Somebody tried to rape you and now I'll make him pay You pointed him out to me, my thoughts began to race I took my daddy's forty-five and shot him in the fucking face!!! I did it all for you, and though I'm facing years I would do the time just to equal all your tears The last thing that you told me when I left the courtroom Is that we'd always be together, cuz we're both under the moon (CHORUS) I'll forever love you, even in your doom We'll always be together cuz we're both under the moon I'll forever love you, even in your doom We'll always be together I sit here in my cell and the walls are made of stone I've justified your pain, but now I sit alone I write another letter, I write one every day I never got a letter back, I write em anyway I try to call collect, your number has been changed I'm staring at the light bulb and I start to feel deranged You never came to visit me, I sit facing the glass No one's on the other side, now it's in the past My head is always spinning, I'm pounding on the wall I feel like I'm forgotten, no sign of you at all You're probably getting married, you're probably getting fucked I'll break out of this cage and try to cut that motherfucker up I curl up in the corner, my body will corrode My teeth are turning into dust, skin is growing mold I'm staring out the window of my eternal doom I know that you are out there, somewhere underneath the moon [Chorus (1x)] Many, many years, many more to go Does she still remember? God, he only knows I've now become a savage, They chain me to a wall I still can see no body, I still can hear no call I'm nothing but a maggot, I'm locked away and lost The world it doesn't want me, my dignity is tossed And to the girl for whom I feel this doom Look here, fuck you and the moon Hey! Fuck you and the moon (5x) [Chorus (8x)] I'm still here under the moon I'm still here under the moon (still under the moon) |
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What is a Juggalo? Let me think for second,
well, oh. He gets butt naked, and then he walks through the streets winking at freaks, with a two liter stuck in his butt cheeks! What is a Juggalo? He just don't care, he might try to put a weave in his nut hair. Cuz he could give a fuck less what a bitch thinks, he'd tell her that her butt stinks, and all that! What is a Juggalo? He drinks like a fish, then he starts huggin people like a drunk bitch, next thing he's pickin fights with his best friends, then he starts with the huggin again, fuck! What is a Juggalo? A fuckin' lunatic, somebody with a rope tied to his dick, then he jumps out a ten story window.......................ohhh!!!!!! chorus: What is a Juggalo? A juggalo, that's what it is well fucked if I know What is a Juggalo? I don't know, but I'm down with the clown and I'm down for life yo. What is a Juggalo? A juggalo, that's what it is well fucked if I know What is a Juggalo? I don't know, but I'm down with the clown and I'm down for life yo. I'm a Jugalugalugalo! Get the fuck up, get the fuck outta here!! What is a Juggalo? A dead body, well he ain't really dead but he ain't like anybody that you've ever met before, He'll eat Monopoly and shit out Connect Four What is a Jug...what the fuck? Conne... man that shit is wack... don't worry 'bout my shit just rap motherfucker! What is a Juggalo? He ain't a bitch boy, he'll walk through the hills and beat down a rich boy walks right in ya house while ya having supper, and dip his nuts in ya soup, bloop! What is a Juggalo? Well he ain't a phoney, he'll walk up and bust a nut in ya macaronis, and watch you sit there and finish off the last bit, cuz your a stupid ass dumb fuckin idiot! What is a Juggalo? He's a graduate, he graduated from............well, at least he got a job, he's not a dumb putz He works for himself scratchin his nuts, ha. What is a Juggalo? A Hulk-o-maniac, he power-bombs motherfuckers into thumb-tacks People like him til they find out he's unstable. He Sabued your ma through a coffee table!! Chorus to fade |
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| 4:20 |
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"Hey there, do you like excitement?" (yeah)
"Do you like suspense?" (uh huh) "Do you like Nel Carter?" (no) "Good cuz you won't find her here, this is the house of horrors And for you it's absolutely free, step right in" (thanks) "Say no more stupid ass, your breath says enough" Woboogawoo WAAA!! Welcome to the House of Horrors Were you born in a barn, shut the fuckin door And sit down cuz I'm about to scare you Blubablubabluba, okay now I dare you Close your eyes, open up your mouth, and count to ten Don't wanna, huh, cuz you know my nuts are going in I'm twisted, I'll cut your finger off, and stick in your butt (gasp) and glue it shut This is when I get crazy, lemme show you something Brrrr! You know what that means, it don't mean nothin, haha But it scared you cuz people don't be doing that shit But me brrr! bitch brrr! I'm all about it (brrrr!!!) Guess what I'm a serial killer, it's a bad habit I killed Tony, Lucky Charms, the silly rabbit, UH! Cut the lights, see that shit, I'm glowing Alright, I'm done, turn em back, wait, where you going? Welcome to the house of horrors Comes from within me (in me, in me) Comes from within me, horrors, eh "Honey, I'm not having a good time" "I know. Come on, this must be the way out." Hey, what the fuck, come here guys, grab a chair Don't mind me drinkin' my beer in my underwear Come on, let's play some cardback, I just got Atari "Hey keep it down in there Shaggs, what the hell?" sorry Look at that shit, "what?", you almost got me grounded I'm a have to take your forehead and pound it I'll bend you over and tie you up to a pole And stretch your nuts back and flick em up your butthole I'm a phantom, listen to me, ahhhhh That didn't do it? How about this? AHHHH!!!! I'm so scary, they call me Joey Terrifying Did you know that?, "yeah", no you didn't I was lying "I represent E-corps I'm yelling in town I'm coming out of southwest WICKED CLOWNS!!!" Bathroom? sure, it's right there down the hall Don't flush it though, I'll make dinner for you all (mumbles) I'm possessed too Wait a minute, eh, don't leave me yet, hey! Welcome to the House of Horrors Comes from within me (in me, in me) Comes from within me, horrors, me Comes from within me (in me, in me) Comes from within me, horrors, me "Honey?" "What?" "I'm scared" "I know, sweety, come on" Run, hide, run, hide, Hahahahahahahahahaha run, hide, run, hide, ha ha ha haaaa haha haha ha run, hide, run, hide, hoo hoo hoo hooo ha ha ha haha run, hide, run, hide, hahahahahahahahahaha Jump Steady, Nate the Mack, lemme tell you something With Billy Bill and Rude Boy, what about em, nothing They're my boys, I just had to give em props And together we form the cyclops Hahahahaha look at you, haha, you're a bitch Should I let your ass go? hahahaha, no I'll let your bitch out, but you get the bone Run along sugar tits, he ain't coming home "Don't let the door hit you where the good lord split you, bitch" |
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The beast lives out of the raging storm in the dead of night
The ravenous, blood-sick creature searches for it's sacrifice Through the hideous darkness, it lurches, driven by death itself Only the satisfaction of slaughter will cause it to return to the darkness from which it came... Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (hiiiiiiiiiii)Boys and girls, it's nighty night time Happy J the Clown has a nursery rhyme It's about, The Boogie Woogie Man Keep your light on as long as you can Cuz when it cuts off, so does your head Boogie Woogie Woogie waits under your bed With a shank, shpah!, up through the bottom Little Jimmy Jimmy Got 'em! It's the one and only Boogie Man He creeps, he hides, he sneaks, he slides If your little feetsies are hanging off the edge of the bed You're runnin on stubs motherfucker!!! Wellllllll, moonlight fills the room that u sleep in Things go bump in the night, me creeping Ouch! Fuck! I stubbed my toe If you'd just quit leaving your shit all over the fuckin floor Fuck it, you're dead anyway And I'm gonna leave your head smack dead in the hallway In the morning, when your daddy walks out (AAAAHHH!!!) His foots in your mouth, thanks to the Boogie Man Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (here comes the boogie man) Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (haha haha haha haha) Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (make way for the boogie man) Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (mom! dad! haha! haha!) Does the Boogie Man really exist? Welllll, is your mother a bald-headed freak bitch? yes! You fall asleep and wake up dead With a broken broom stickin out yo forehead I sing lullabies until you dose off Tie you down and chew your fuckin toes off And then spit 'em out back in your face Fuck, wash your feet bitch! The world famous Boogie Woogie Wu will come to you Slumber parties, sleepovers, intimate nights Watever the occasion for the midnight hour He will gladly come and fuck that shit up I don't beat women, fuck that, I'm above it (no no) But I'll cut her fucking neck and think nothing of it You didn't know the Boogie Man was a clown But when you see the juggla your holding your jugular" With a swing, chop, stab, swing, chop You're holding your neck together, but your nuts drop And the cops do the best they can They pull the ax out your face and say "Was it the Boogie Man?" Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (what was he wearing?) Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (haha haha haha haha) Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (make way for the boogie man) Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (mom! dad! haha! haha!) Please don't let me fall asleep Cuz the Boogie Man will creep Through my window in my room Stab me with a broken broom! Please don't let me fall sleep Cuz the Boogie Man will creep Through my window in my room Stab- ... BOOGIE WOOGIE WOOGIE! It's the incredible, undeadable Boogie Man Go ahead, pull the covers over your head Hide under them, he don't give a fuck It'll just make it that much more easier For him to suffocate your face! There's three ways to stop me from doing what I do Wat? you think I'm a tell you "Mom, can you leave the door open a bit?" Thanks, an easy way in, you fucking idiot Now I stretch your neck out and play it like a banjo Boomchicka boomchicka like that shit, yo Then I stretch it out more and fling ur head through the wall It's the Boogie Man y'all Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (here comes the boogie man) Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (haha haha haha haha) Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (make way for the boogie man) Boogie woogie woogie woogie wu (mom! dad! haha! haha!) |
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(Host Intro)
Let's meet contestant #1 He's a schitzophrenic serial killer clown, Who says women love his sexy smile. Let's find out if his charm will work on Sharon. Sharon, what's your question? (Sharon) Contestant #1, I believe first impressions last forever, so let's say you were to come over to my parents' house and have dinner with me and my family. Tell me what you'd do to make that first impression really stay. Let's see, hmm, well I'd have to think about it. I might show up in a tux, ha! But I doubt it. I'd probably just show up naked like I always do, and look your mama in the eye and tell her fuck you! Hurry up bitch I'm hungry, I smell spaghetti, I'd pinch her loopy ass and tell her get the food ready! Your dad would probably start trippin', and get me pissed. I'd have to walk up and bust him in his fuckin lips! It's dinner time, while hearin' grace from your mother. I pull a 40 out and pour some for your little brother. I'm steady, staring at your sister, I'll tell you this, you know for only 13 she got some big tits! After that, your dad would try to jump again, and only this time I'd put the 40 to his chin! After your mom does the dishes and the silverwear, I'd dry fuck her 'till I nut in my underwear!!!! (Host) Now let's meet contestant #2, He's a psychopathic derranged crackhead freak Who works for the Dark Carnival. He says women call him stretch nuts. Sharon, let's hear your question. (Sharon) I like a man who's not afraid to show his true emotions. A man who expresses himself in his own special way. #2, if you fell in love with me, exactly how would you let me know? First thing, I could never love you. You sound like a richy bitch, yo fuck you! But if I did, I'd probably show you that I care, by takin all these other mutha fuckers outta here! I'd go through your phonebook and whack 'em all, and find contestant #1 and break his fuckin jaw! (what) Anyone who looked at ya, would have to pay I'd be blowin' fuckin' nuggets off all day! I'd Grab your titties, and stretch em down past your waist, let em go, and watch 'em both spring up in your face. I'd sing love songs to ya, the best I can, get ya naked and hit it like a CAVEMAN! Then we'd go to the beach and walk through the sand. I'd throw a little in your face and say I'm just playin'. As you spit it all out, I'll rub your back, and grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack!!!! (Host) Well it sounds like contestant #2 is just overflowing with sensitivity Sharon, It's a tough choice so far, Sharon, let's have your last question And see which one is gonna win the rights to your neden. (Sharon) Ok, if we were at a dance club, And you both noticed me at the same time, Tell me, how would you each get my attention, and what would your pick up lines be? Whoever's the smoothest wins! Ok, first, I'd slide up to the bar, and tell you that I can't believe how fuckin' fat you are! I'd tell ya that I like the way you make your titties shake, And if you lost a little weight you'd look like Ricki Lake. Fuck,that! You'd be jackin' me quick! I'd order you a drink, and stir it with my dick, and then to get your attention in a crowded place, I'd simply walk up and stick my nuts in your face! Yeah, freak her with your nuts, yo that'll get her! Tell her that she's fat, yeah, that'll work even better! Look, fuck you, I gotta strong rap shit You don't want contestant #2 he's mad whack. I walked into a barn, and there he was, standing on a bucket (eeeuuugghhh) tryin' ta fuck it It was a big fucking smelly ass farm llama. Damn, dogg! How you gonna diss yo mama? |
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[preacher] "Give God the first portion of your income, say that with me."
[crowd repeats] "Give God the first portion of your income." [preacher] "Give it first! Not after the deducts. Not after the social security, and the hospitalization, and the malnutrition. Not after all these things on ya check, ya say 'I'ma give God a little what's left.' You do, and that's what you gonna get from God." Who am I? I'm not the Devil, I can take you to my level, Above the rocks, above the earth, Tell me what your soul is worth. How much money do you make? How much will you let me take? I will give you tranquility, Just send you wealth and checks to me. Life is going to expire, And your soul will burn in fire. You will perish in the thunder, Unless you call my hotline number. God has asked you to make me rich, Me and my fat-rat gaudy bitch. On your T.V.'s late at night, Send those checks, and I'll guide you to the light. [preacher] "Don't put away your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters. There's somebody here I'd like all of you to meet. This is little Jonathan. Jonathan, say hello to the lovely people." [Jonathan] "Hello." [preacher] "Jonathan has problems. Twisted neck, tangled legs, crooked spine! But we can heal this boy! For just, uh, six thousand dollars, we can heal this boy!" God called me and then stopped by, And he told me you're gonna die, Unless you buy my holy water, (Check, cash, or a money order.) This is true, don't question me, I'll even send you shit for free. It's only ten buck for the call, And I'll send a prayer, no charge at all. Put your lips up to the screen, Close your eyelids, and intervene, Your lips to mine, now send the cash, And while you're there, you can kiss my ass. Take your paycheck, and send me half, And I'll send you God's autograph. I'll get you Allah's, and Bhuddah's too, Even Zeus, I dont give a fuck who, Just send me that money. [preacher] "Would you like to be healed, little Jonathan?" [Jonathan] "Yeah, Reverend." [preacher] "You see, brothers and sisters, this-" Beep-beep! Beep-beep! [preacher] "Excuse me. [under breath] I told him never to page me on a sermon day. Yes? Uh-huh. Hallelujah. Outtie. People, that was the lord, today only, he will heal this boy, for just five thousand dollars!" Pass the collection plate Pass the collection plate Pass the collection plate Pass the collection plate (Show me how you give, I'll tell you how to live.) Your total's twenty-two eleven, For your set of keys to heaven. Make the checks out in my name, Me or God it's all the same. Bring your crippled ass to me, Pay my usher the holy fee. I'll bless your legs, and bless your chair, Then wheel your bitch-ass outta here. Now a special ceremony, This part don't cost any money. Drip a drop of blessed water, Now I fertalize your daughter. Even though I fucked a hooker, Took your baby girl and shook her, You still buy everything I sell, And I'm livin' well See you in hell. [preacher] "Four-thousand eight-hundred, nine-hundred, five thousan-Hallelujah! You did it, brothers and sisters! Are you ready, Jonathan? Lord almighty, we've met your price, give me the healing power, I can feel it! Lord! Rumilumilamanamanumi! This boy is healed!" [Jonathan] "Huh?" [preacher] "Now, to the naked eye, it would appear that this boy has not been healed, but I can assure you, this boy's spirit has been healed! Inside this tangled, mangled frame is a healed little boy. His spirit is healed! Hallelujah!" [one sided phonecall to a restaurant] "Country Cookin', can I take your order?... You want the red-eye gravy with that?... With chitlins or black-eyed peas?... Lemme cypher up your bill, here... That comes to fourteen ninety-five... Okay, be ready quicker that two jiggles of a jackrabbit's ass." |
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This one goes out to the ninjas
Thats been down since Carnival of Carnage Nah, fuck that, since Dog Beats Nah, fuck that, since Basement Cuts, motherfucker How long will the juggalos be down with me? How long till they forget me, check it out What if I grew another fucking head And his name was Violent Ed And he head butt me every time I cussed I would need two microphones when I bust Would you show me love even with another head Or would you be like, "Fuck you and Ed" Or what if I sold out like a bitch And took the make-up off and went soft, eww Called myself Detroit Southwest Lover And put my ugly ass face on the album cover With R & B top ten hits And we had Jodeci singing all over our shit (aaahhhh!!!!) Fuck that, though, yo, I'm a juggalo So don't forget me like you did with Menudo What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down) What about when I'm 103, what will you be? (down, down) What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down) What about when the carnival comes to your town? (i'm a be down with the clown) How long will you be down with a ghetto puppet I say I'm sick in the nugget and you love it I ate a dead body, I ain't proud of it I told you all about it, and you all applauded (HEY!!) I got problems, I'm haunted by a carnival I could run and tell a doctor, but what for I just put it on tape with a fat beat And make a quick buck, I'm like fuck I could of came out sportin some Hammer pants Kick-steppin with Shaggs, and tryin to dance Making mom happy, keeping it soft I'd rather grab my dick and tell your mom to fuck off! I know then you'd probably start to trip And swing at me, but hit Violent Ed in the lip Look I don't even know what I'm trying to say Just don't forget me like you did with Rob Bass What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down) What about when I'm 103, what will you be? (down, down) What about when the world's like fuck us kill us, what will you be? (down) What about when the carnival comes to your town? (i'm a be down with the clown) I'm a be down, I'm a be down Down with the clown till I'm dead in the ground(12x) |
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(Violent J)
Jump out of bed and I head for the grapenuts Eat em quick or they soggy and that sucks Trying to find a clean pair of socks and a shirt Still sporting the same drawers even though they hurt In the fridge, there's a Faygo, it tastes ill Cause it's flatter then a bitch on a Big Wheel I got a few moneybacks and a little change So I'm heading to the store when the phone rings (Shaggy 2 Dope) What up man, check it out, I know this bitch She's got another friend with her and her dad's rich If we find us a ride out to Wyandotte Guarenteed, we can fuck em both on the spot (Violent J) Oh shit, let me call Bill Bill I wanna go and let my nuts do the windmill He ain't home, fuck, I'll call Mike Clark Cause I know he can get the fuckin Skylark He said he can, but he's broke and it needs gas But I wanna buy this Faygo, think fast I know my brother, Jumpsteady's, got a few bones But that's going through his shit when he ain't home (Shaggy 2 Dope) Nevermind J, Legs loned me a ten No need to get punched in your head again Tell Mike to scoop me up right away And it's Faygo and neden hoes all day (Violent J) Fuck yeah, I throw my Pro Wings on my feet Lock the house, and wait for em in the street I wish I had a piece of gum or something fuck My mouth still kinda tastes grapenuts Here they come, nope, it wasn't them Seems like the same car's driving by again It pulls up, "hey man, you're outta luck" What, what ya say man Fuck |
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"Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the
imagination? No builder owner can concieve any structure to compare to the mansions above. Won't that be something when you go to live in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry of being moved out of it. It will be yours forever." [Shaggy 2 Dope] I got shot.. Ah!, the murder was heinous The bullet went in my eyeball and out my anus And I was hit, that was it, on the spot Flash, I woke up in a parking lot And I'm sittin in a '64 Reinkeys With 'Shaggy Dope' written on the car keys I look around, I can't believe that it's possible I'm dead, and I made it to the Carnival I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of Everybody and they momma got clown luv Japanese, Lebanese, and Chinese, Portuguese, and southwest ghetto g's (woop woop!) Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers I see my old homie, he died in a drag Chillin' with two bitches, "What up, Shaggs?" And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk I tried to hit it, but couldn't even fuck with it And to think, I always been afraid to die But I ain't never goin back to wonder why. [Chorus (2x)] We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry Even though most never try I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no [Violent J] I was born, first, they threw me in a shit pile I dealt with it, and lived there for a while I got dissed on, pissed on, and beat down Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top Free money, and mad bitches non-stop No water, it's Faygo on tap I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack with it Cuz I can, cuz I'm phat paid I got a five story funhouse with a maid And she walks around with her titties hanging out And when I cough, she come and dust my balls off (woop woop!) I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see Jimi Hendrix, Selena, and Eazy E Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off We got pissed off, because he sounded like butt There's no fights, it's a perfect match Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' to cabbage patch And to think, I've always been afraid to die But I ain't never goin back to wonder why. [Chorus (2x)] We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry Even though most never try I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no "Does this excite you? Think about it! Does it not stagger the imagination? No builder owner can concieve any structure to compare to the mansions above." [Violent J] Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin? hey Well picture this, your nuts burnin that way And a roman candle stickin' in your butthole That's where the greedy snake motherfuckers go [Shaggy 2 Dope] This is our hell now, we livin' in it But this bullshit'll be over in a minute Then it's off to the Faygos and neden hoes New clothes, and patent leather for your toes (woop woop!) [Violent J] And while you sit around cryin' for your dead friend He's chillin' up there, paid, getting mad ends He's probably there tryin to figure out why you're sad He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad [Shaggy 2 Dope] And for those who ain't down for the next man Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can And any chicken talkin' shit, let me tell ya something Hold a lighter to your balls, and you'll see what's coming [Chorus (2x)] We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry Even though most never try I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no "Won't that be something when you go to live in your own mansion? There'll be no concern about paying for it, it's already taken care of. There'll be no worry of being moved out of it. It will be yours forever." [Chorus (10x)] We all gonna die, but I'm not gonna fry Even though most never try I'm not gonna let this pass me bye, no |
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