ICP (Insane Clown Posse) - Wax Museum



Tekst piosenki:

Greetings.
  Welcome to the gypsy of fortunes
  Your coin was very much appreciated
  And now I shall grant you your future
  It seems my cards of tarot have dealt you a very odd hand
  A hand of six jokers card, this is very rare
  And suggest something neusant is approaching
  You should be visited by a dark circus
  A circus that holds pain and anguish
  This travelling mass of evil will leave you corpse to rot
  While entrapping your soul to displayed at future stops
  Oh yes, you should also be aware that it is your own evil doings
  That have brought about this carnival's visit
  All of the sins and hatred you have cast during your life
  Have whipped and spun into form, the form of one
  One who leads this gruesome parade of pain into your life
  One sinister beast, one known only as RINGMASTER
  Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the museum, the wax museum
  Thousands of dead souls covered in wax
  All of the rare exhibits you are about to encounter
  Are strange and wonderous creations of the one and the only
  Leader of them all
  So both dead and undead please welcome the R-r-r-ringmaster
  "Purpose, question, kill"
  The ICP is of the Ringmaster
  And the Ringmaster's of the attutes of mankind
  G-ya, motherfucker, now you gotta face your worst enemy
  And that's yourself
  Every wicked thing you've ever done
  Has come back now
  And it's gonna whip your little ass, bitchboy
  Us, we're just clowns
  We just work for the Ringmaster
  With the wave of his magic wand
  I step forward, wind back
  And swing this battle axe
  Upside your motherfucking head
  Hoooo!!!
  So step right up cause the R-r-r-ringmaster
  Takes you on the ride of your life
  Horror and fear, smiles and tears
  And oh everso over do
  The Ringmaster rises up and lifts across the sky
  Through the forest and down the river
  Along the valley, over the hill
  And down the trail and up the sidewalk
  Only to surprise you and yours
  At your very front door
  Let's go, motherfuckers!!!
  




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