| Lyrics: | Ladies and gentlemen
I present to you, the Terror Wheel
The most horrifying, terrifying,
mystifying ride
Available to the dead
Gather round my dead friends
And witness the
bizarre, horrid dictales
As told to you by your favorite
Serial clown slaughterers the
ICP
So who will be brave enough to step into this ride?
Just follow the trail of blood into
the red tent
There your host, Willaby Rags, will strap you in
And you shall experience, the
wheel!
So gather and watch, look and learn
The ways of the Terror Wheel
Oh look, there
goes one now
He's walking in, good luck fella
There he goes, they're locking him into the
cage
Greetings, I'm Willaby Rags
Prepare for your first stop, the Dead Body
Man!
Ahahaha!
Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street
Fifty-five, sixty-five
bodies atleast
I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn
I'm always finding bodies when
I'm mowing the lawn
Drag 'em in the house, throw 'em in the oven
Wicked clown lovin that
dead body grubbin
Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried
I ate a dead body, but don't
tell, I lied
I just ate my first dead body last week
Still got the finger nail caught in my
teeth
Before you start yelling and cursin my name
Remember something's wrong with my brain,
insane
Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall
Kicked open the doors and he
whipped me down the hall
I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck
And my
mother's like "What the fuck?!"
He said I was born of an alien race
Born with a hatchet and
a juggalo face
But I'm not a martian, you wouldn't understand
I'm just a dead body
man
We got bodies, dead bodies-acap |
