Insane Clown Posse (icp) Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Dead Pumpkins Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Dead Pumpkins Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (ICP)

 

 Dead Pumpkins

 he went to bed one day and then when he woke up um, 

 and when he woke up he was, 

 he was up to his head in the dirt and um, 

 he couldn't move and this man came walkin along 

 but instead of the man helping him out the man just started 

 kickin him and kickin him in his face over and over 

 and then he got the lawn mower and then he..... 

 Trick or Treat, bone apetit 

 All the little kiddies runnin down my street 

 Gathering candy treats door to door 

 But they walk past mine, what for? 

 Probably cuz the pumpkins on my porch are real 

 Real human heads carved out with steel 

 Cut out the eyes man it takes but a minute 

 Rip out the b-b-b-b-brains and put a candle in it 

 Maybe they leave cuz I take 'em inside 

 Come and meet mother, 2 years ago she died 

 Little boys laugh cuz they think it's just a dummy 

 But then the smell hits 'em, mmm, smells yummy 

 Open your bag and I give you my treat 

 Crusty yellow toes off a dead woman's feet 

 Take me by the hand and I lead you downstairs 

 And that little Jimmy is were you'll spend the next 7 years 

 Staring and weakening chained to the wall 

 Starin at a roach hoping it will crawl 

 Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine 

 Yes my little friends, it's the 

 Dead Pumpkin Halloween 

 Ahhhhh yeah it's that special time of year boys and girls So come to the
pumpkin 

 patch and bring your panty sacks So I can shit in 'em you bitch 

 Well I love all the children but I can't fuck around Don't come to my door 

 dressed as a clown 

 Cuz you never know I might take it the wrong way 

 Cuz I'm the real wicked Juggalocaro Violent J 

 All year round but I love my Halloween 

 You never get an apple or a purple jellybean 

 Droplets of chocolate a licorice snack 

 Instead you get a deep fried French poodle nutsack 

 Looking out my door I see no children in sight 

 Perhaps there all dead, yesterday was devils night 

 They burn down the city and they leave the crispy chard 

 I light myself on fire and dance around my backyard 

 All the pretty girlies 

 I can see were your at Sitting on your window 

 I can turn into a bat Watchin you remove all your little clothesies for bed


 I crashed through your window and land on your head 

 Drinking the blood that has gone through the bone 

 Now I must leave mothers calling me home 

 Up to the moonlight I'm gone from the scene 

 Peace to Detroit city, and have a Dead Pumpkin Halloween 

 Yeah I'll snatch your little candy bag Only I'm a tie it around your mutha 

 fuckin neck And choke you with it wicked clown style Ha ha fuck..Detroit's in


 this bitch,check it out muthafucka..yeah..wicked clown's in this 

 muthafucka..Jump steady in this muthafucka..wicked clown in this 

 muthafucka..and you watch this muthafucka..Chucky muthafucky in this 

 shit..violent J in this muthafucka..rude boy in this muthafucka.. 

 stupid in this muthafucka..mike mike in this muthafucka.. 

 faygo this mothafucka..all this in this muthafucka..check it out..violent J in


 this muthafucka..2dope in this muthafucka..wicked Joe in this 

 muthafucka!