| Lyrics: | [Teacher]
"J, do you have a Halloween story for the class?"
[Violent J]
"Y-y-yeah,
um, there was this boy, and he lived in his house,
and he went to bed one day, and then when he
woke up, um,
when he woke up, he was buried up to his head in the dirt,
and he couldn't
move, and this man came walking along,
but instead of the man helping him out, the man just
started
kicking him and kicking him in his face, over and over,
and then he got the
lawnmower, and then he....."
Dick or treat, bon appetit
All the little kiddies running
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 run 'cuz I take 'em inside
Come and meet Mother, two years ago she
died
Little boys laugh, 'cuz they think it's just a dummy
But then the smell hits 'em,
MMMMM..... smells yummy
Open your bags and I'll give you my treat
Crusty yellow toes off a
dead woman's feet
Take me by the hand, and I'll lead you downstairs
And that, little
chickies, is where you'll spend the next seven years
Starving and weakening, chained to a
wall
Staring at a roach, hoping it will crawl
Into your mouth for a tasty cuisine
Yes,
my little friends, it's a Dead Pumpkins Halloween
[Shaggy 2 Dope]
"Awwwwwwwwww, yeah,
it's that special time of year, boys and girls,
so come to the pumpkin patch and bring your
pantysacks so I can shit in it,
you beeeeeyitch!!!!!"
[Violent J]
Well, I love all
the kiddies, but I can't fuck around
Don't come to |
