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Men Of Vision - The Show Must Go On lyrics
The Show Must Go On
 [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 skitso
 Born in a big top, magical mijisto
 Dead body disco, rapping to the hoochies
 Dirty old fat hoes come up with a smoochie
 Hoochie 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 riddle's are calling
 Three more cards and the sky's will be falling
 But don't take it from me, I'm just a clown
 Wicked clown, wicked town, juggalugalocolicky
 Down and out till my nuts start singing
 Dancing, hopping, I'm a 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
 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 Men Of Vision - The Show Must Go On - http://motolyrics.com/men-of-vision/the-show-must-go-on-lyrics.html
 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 ball sac bob like a yo-yo 
 Give it up, give it up, southwest looney tune
 Killed another redneck, found his head in looney doon
 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
 But yet something was terribly, terribly wrong
 I didn't like these clowns for I could see threw them
 I knew what they were really like
 I knew that this carnival that had come to my village
 Was an evil, evil thing"
 [Chorus (1x)]
 Come see the show, big top show
 Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
 Dead carny carnies, dead juggalos
 Walk in and hang with the dead carnival
 [Violent J]
 You ask do we gangbang, do we bang in a gang
 Do we bang bang, I'm a gangbanger, man
 I bang in a gang, man, you can suck my wang, man
 Richie boy, richie boy, it's a southwest thang
 Serial murderer, southwest maniac
 Slaughterer, lunatic, high school braniac
 Straight-A school boy, school kid
 Till 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 clowns 
 Yet every road and every path 
 Led me right back to the big tent
 I had no excuse from the strong men, 
 The freak show, and the Ringmaster"
[Chorus (2x)]








