Insane Clown Posse (icp) Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Tilt-a-whirl Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (icp) - Tilt-a-whirl Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (ICP)

 

 Tilt-A-Whirl

 Everybody! You're dying everyday, constantly

 I'll kill myself right mutha fuckin now

 And still won't die (try me)

 Wicked clowns never (never) die, whut

 Oh my goody look a chicken

 Keep your money here's a ticket

 Hold up keep your kids out here

 They too young to play in there

 Step right up now strap 'em in

 Lock it tight under his chin

 Clamp his arms up to his side

 It's gonna be a helly ride

 Now if you misplace an item

 Psychopathic straight up find 'em

 If you lose your nugget yo

 Hatchet ain't responsible

 Look and wonder if you will

 Cuz we about to rip and kill

 Think about your every sin

 As our tilt-a-whirly spins

 

 They: all: die: die:

 They: all: die: die:

 

 Looky look a fancy fuck

 With his wallet up his butt

 Give the wealthy what they want

 Fuck the line put him up front

 Welcome to our spectacle

 Carny rides eccentrical

 Hope you like it even though

 Hafta mingle with the poor

 Here you go sir have a seat

 You've got to take this ride, it's neat

 Tell ya now the ride is fast

 Might want me to hold your cash

 We gonna spin until your soul

 Leaves your body dead and cold

 Tilt-a-whirly sprayin' blood

 All over the neighborhood

 

 They: all: die: die:

 They: all: die: die:

 

 Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on

 Get up on it get up on it get up on it, wheee

 Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on

 Get up on it get up on it get up on it, ride

 Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on

 Get up on it get up on it get up on it, *squeak*

 Get up on it get up on it get up on it, ride

 Welcome buddy, what you did

 Like to punch up on your kids

 Scoot all them dead bodies down

 We can go another round

 Excuse us while we clean up here

 Pile them up on over there

 Strap'em up then start the show

 This time speed it up some more

 Tell me any last requests

 Before your guts rip out your chest

 Fuck all that don't give'em nothin'

 Slap his ass and press the button

 Fair enough now another down

 Carnival don't fuck around

 Fire up the tilt-a-whirl

 And we'll see you all in hell

 

 They: all: die: die:

 They: all: die: die:

 

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 Round and round and round you go

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 Yo, the dark carnival will never die.

 I mean that's all we do is think about dyin'.

 We wish we die, we hope we die.

 The only problem is,

 We ain't never ever ever gonna die motherfucker!

 [*Chorus till fade*]