| Lyrics: | Ticket please, thanks, walk through the doors,
into the halls of illusions visit yours, and see
what coulda, and shoulda, and woulda been
real..but you had to fuck up the whole
deal.
lets take a walk down tha hallway, its a long way
it takes all day.
and
when we get to the end, you'll find a chair, with
straps and chains, we slap you in there. Lock
you down
tight so ya cant move a thread, and pull your eyelids
up over your head, cuz
you're about to witness an illusionary
dream, its just to bad it aint what it
seems.
you walk in and see two kids on the floor,
he's playin nintendo and he's got
the high
score. And sittin behind them, chillin in the
chair, and you look, it's you're
wife and you
aint there. it's some other man and they hand and
hand, and she looks so happy
you dont understand,
see this is an illusion it never came true...ALL BECAUSE
OF
YOU!
back to reality and what you're about, your wife cant
smile cause you knocked her
teeth out.
and she cant see straight from gettin hit, cause your a fat
fuckin drunk piece
of shit. but its all good here, come have
beer. I'll break the top off it, and shove it in your
ear. and your
death comes wicked painful and slow, at the hands of
Milenko.
(chorus)
Great Milenko wave your wand(don't look now your life is
gone)
This is all because of you(what you got yourself into)
Look who's next it's Mr.
Clark, the dirty old man from he trailer park.
Got your ticket? Thanks, take your coat
off
And Later on, why not? I'll rip ya throat off.
Let's take a walk down the hallway,
its a long way it takes all day
And when you get to the end, you'll find a chair, you see
all the
blood |
