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Insane Clown Posse – House Of Horrors lyrics

April 6, 2017 by Tagged with:  
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Hey there, do ya like excitement?
Do ya like suspense?
Do you like nel carter?
Good, cuz you wont find her here, this is the house of horrors. And for
You it’s absolutely free, step right in.
Say no more stupid-ass, your breath says enough.
Its so dark.
Don’t lose me.
Cmon, I found a door
Wabugawoo, waaa! Welcome to the house of horrors,
Ya born in a barn, shut the fuckin door.
Ya see, bam, cuz I’m about to scare ya
Bbbblblblblbl, okay now I dare ya
Close ya eyes, open up ya mouth, and count to ten,
Don’t wanna, huh? Cuz ya know my nuts are goin in,
I’m twisted, I’ll cut ya finger off, and stick it in ya butt
Ooouuuuhhhhhйand glue it shut
This is when I get get crazy, lemme show ya somethin,
Bbbbbbb! Ya know what that means? It don’t mean nothin, ha-ha!
But it scared ya, cuz people don’t be doin that shit,
But me, bbbbbbbb, bitch, bbbbb, now what about it? (bbbbbbbbb)
Guess what, I’m a serial killer, it’s a bad habit,
I killed tony, lucky charms, and the silly rabbit,
Uh! Cut the lights off, see that shit, I’m glowin
Allright, I’m done, cut em back on, wait, where ya goin?
Welcome to the house of horrors!
Comes from within me, me, me.
Comes from within me, horrors, hey.
Comes from within me, me, me.
Come to the house of horrors, hey.
(end chorus)
Honey, I’m not haning a good time.
I know, cmon, this must be the way out.
Hey, what the fuck, come in guys, grab a chair,
Don’t mind me drinkin my beer in my underwear.
Cmon, lets play some cardback, I just gotta cary,
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.
Ill bend you over, and tie you up to a pole,
And strech your nuts back, and fling em up your butthole!
I’m a phantom, listen to me, ahhh,
That didn’t do it? How bout this? Ahhhh!!!
I’m so scary, they call me joey terrifyin,
Did ya know that? (yeah) no ya didn’t, I was lyin!
I represent igors,
I’m yellin in town,
I’m comin outta southwest,
Wicked clowns!
Bathrooms? Sure, it’s right there, down the hall,
Don’t flush it though, I’ll make dinner for you all,
Amuck, naya, baaa, but that’s two,
Wait a minute, hey, don’t leave me yet, hey!
Welcome to the house of horrors!
I’m s-scared.
I know, sweetie, come on!
(vocal interlude w/laughs)
Jump steady, nate the mack, lemme tell ya somethin,
Wit billy bill and rude boy, (what about em?) nothin!
They’re my boys, I just had to give em props,
And together we form the cyclops!
He-he-he-he-he look at you, he-he, you’re a bitch.
Should I let you’re ass go? Ha-ha-ha-ha, no.
Ill let your bitch out, but you get the bone,
Run along sugar-tits, he aint comin home.
Don’t let the door hit you where the good lord split ya bitch.

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