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Текст песни Insane Clown Posse - My Funhouse

Insane Clown Posse - My Funhouse слова песни

My Funhouse[Violent J]Rich boy`s in troubleCar broke down on a drive through the ghettoAll the weird people, you gotta get the fuck outNeed to use the phone, step into my funhouseHey yo, dope, looks like we got anotherHe`d like to go for a ride on the neck cutterStraight to the cart for the next spectacularJust to know, it`s a dead body sittin next to yaGet ready for the carnival thrillsShould of cut your little faggot ass in the hillsBoom! through the door into the room, you gotta check it outIt`s where we cut your fingers off and stick em in your mouthThat should show you that you greedy little rich fuckIf you`re bucking withthe juggla you`re a dead duckEight fingers in your mouth and two sticking out your noseFurther down the hall, the room with jokerosThat`s where you get by seventeen wicked clownsFor the seventeen dead bodies never foundAnd they jump on your back until your ribs crackToss you in the cart and push you down the deli tracksSpinning and twisting, rolling and bumping The dead fuck next to ya is trying to tell ya somethinListen close, you can barely make it out"Bitch, you ain`t shit in my electric funhouse""Help me, I`m trapped in here. Somebody let me out.Oh my god!!! Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!""Come here, rich boyMy head is spinning 360 degreesRichie richie richieCome here""Bitch, fuck you, yeah, know what I`m sayingWicked clowns running the funhouseAin`t no way to get out until the killer gets your neck cut like a man"[Violent J]Pick a card, any card, any motherfucking card......A joker`s cardSorry, bitch, the luck of the drawViolent J`s gonna have to ice your jawSnap, bang, snip, boomSend that motherfucker off to the next roomCrash through the doors on the windy spinny trailThrough a loop-de-loop and into a big nailStraight through his left eye and out the back of his headIs he dead?No, cause he has to go to the next phaseIt`s the room of giggles because of your waysYou like to sit and laugh at people when they sufferWell, now you sit and watch me laugh when I stick your motherIt`s the funhouse, bitch, everything`s funnyYou act like whipping on your ass ain`t funnyAnd the ride of your life only gets fasterOff to the R-r-r-ringmasterI take my bobo gun and blow your fuckin mouth inEh, yo, the next room, it`s called the chicken penAnd it`s a little tribute to the bigots of the southWe take a dead chicken shove it in your mouthAnd we stuff it down your throat with a pitchforkCuz you`re a big gut, that`s what you get for itNow I take your sorry ass and I throw you outCuz I don`t need your dead body stinkin up my funhouseFunhouse, stinkin up my funhaugh!

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