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Insane Clown Posse( ICP )
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The Dead Body Man
Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you, the Terror Wheel The most horrifying, terrifying, mystifying ride available to the dead Gather around my dead friends and witness the bizarre Horrific tales as told to you by your favorite serial clown slaughterers The ICP!
So who will be brave enough to step into this ride? Just follow the trail of blood into the red tent there your host Willoughby Rags will strap you in and you shall experience the Wheel So gather and watch, look and learn the ways of the Terror Wheel
Oh look, there goes one now, he's walking in Good luck fella, there he goes, they're locking him into the cage Greetings, I'm Willoughby Rags Prepare for your first stop, the Dead Body Man!
Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn
Drag them in the house, throw them in the oven Wicked clown loving that dead body grubbing Tastes like chicken finger licking deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied
I just ate my first dead body last week Still got the fingernail caught in my teeth Before you start yelling and cursing my name Remember something's wrong with my brain, Insane
Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck And my mother's like 'What the fuck?'
He said I was born of an alien race Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face But I'm not a Martian, you wouldn't understand I'm just a dead body man
We got bodies, dead bodies We got fat ones, skinny ones, males, females, hermaphrodites We got somebodies, we got nobodies Bodies, bodies, bodies
Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van All the little kiddies love the dead body man I drive through my neighborhood ringing my bell Some people run cause they don't like the smell
Others line up just as quick as they can To try and catch a glimpse of the dead body man It's all good, if you can stand the funk But, uh, just don't look in the trunk Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
I drive down Central kicking the bass Chilling with my freaks and I'm picking her face Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head 'Cause my bitch is dead I'd rather that instead
Of a hoe you can't trust, always digging a nut A dead body bitch learn to keep her mouth shut Riding in the back is my dead body crew Only they can never think of nothing to do
If you think I'm sick, take a look at yourself You got dead deer heads up on your shelf On your keychain is a little baby rabbit's hand I'm just a dead body man
We also collect dead bodies So, if you know any dead people or you yourself are planning on dying Soon, we'll be happy to come to your house, and pay cash for it We appreciate good healthy stiffs for our dinner
Call me the dead body man Someone gave them to me Call me the dead body man Just sell them to me
Call me the dead body man You can mail them to me Call me the dead body man Br-bring them to me
Call me the dead body man Won't ya give them to me Call me the dead body man You can sell them to me
Call me the dead body man Just mail them to me Call me the dead body man Br-bring them to me
Call me the dead body man You can give them to me Call me the dead body man You can sell them to me
Call me the dead body man Won't ya mail them to me? Call me the dead body man You can bring them to me Call me the dead body man Call me the dead body man
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