"The Show Must Go On" lyrics - INSANE CLOWN POSSE

INSANE CLOWN POSSE
"The Show Must Go On"
(Mike E. Clark / Insane Clown Posse)

[Violent J]
Ohhhhhhhhhh!
Hey yo, check it out man
ICP's back in the haugh man
Violent J, man
2 Dope, man
Wicked clown, man
Fuck yeah, man

[Violent J]
Hey, quick, hurry up, bang
Open your mouth cuz here comes my wang
I'm Violent J, the southwest schitzo
Born in a big top, magical majesto
Dead body disco, rapping to the hoochies
Dirty old fat hoes come up with a smoochie
Oochie coochie la la la la
I might pull your tongue out your mouth
And try to hang ya
It's a full moon and the riddles are calling
Three more cards and the skies will be falling
But don't take it from me, I'm just a clown
Wicked clown, wicked town, juggalugalocolicky
Down and up 'til my nuts start singing
Dancing, hopping, I'ma keep bringing
Riddles and tricks and dead body chicks
With the swing of my magical wand
The show must go on!

"Well it all began when I was very young
I was feeling so excited about the carnival's arrival
Everyone was jolly and jittery
I waited for their wagons until well after dusk
That night, while I was sleeping
I was awoken by a cold eerie wind
Looking out, I seen strange men, cursing and filthy
And there were clowns setting up the dreary tent"

[Shaggy 2 Dope]
I'm 2 Dope and I sport tight Wranglers
Don't say a word or I'll kick ya in the neck, bitch
Everybody round make way for the clown
Been to New York and L.A., I'm southwest down
Walked into Del Ray's almost got my ass kicked
Rather just chill in the yard in my casket
Call up the hoes, have em swing by the tomb
And get a little sticky stank up in this bitch
Killer clowns kicked out the circus
Used to get live, let the midget lady work this
I was a freak show, they called me the Pogo
I could make my ballsack bob like a yo-yo
Give it up, give it up, southwest looney tune
Killed another redneck, found his head in Bonnie Doone
Gooney boon, booney goon, I can hear the loons
In my head as I sing my wicked song
The show must go on!

"I never been afraid of clown
But these clowns were different
There was nothing funny about these clowns but then
They smiled, they juggled, they laughed
Yet something was terribly, terribly wrong
I didn't like these clowns for I could see through them
I knew what they were really like
I knew that this carnival that had come to my village
Was an evil, evil thing"

[Hook]
Come see the show, big top show
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival
Dead dirty carnies, dead juggalos
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival

[Violent J]
You ask do we gangbang, do we bang in a gang, mang
Do we bang bang, I'm a gangbanger, man
I bang in a gang, man, you can suck my wang, man
Richie boy, Bitchie boy, it's a southwest thang
Serial murderer, southwest maniac
Slaughterer, lunatic, high school braniac
Straight-A school boy, school kid
'Til I went to school and tried to murder everyone
The show must go on!

"My neighbors and friends were fools, all of them
Totally unaware of the evilness within the clowns
Their eyes reflected stairways into hell
Their faces painted with blood
I ran from the carnival grounds
Yet every road and every path
Led me right back to the big tent
I had no escape from the strong men
The freak shows, and the Ringmaster"

[Hook 2x]