| Lyrics: | [Chorus X4]
Ghetto freak show Ghe Ghe Ghetto Freakshow
Ghetto freak Ghe Ghetto
Freakshow
It's three o'clock in the morning and you're sleeping
Wicked clowns in the
moonlight creeping
Slide through your window under your bed
Crawl in through your ear, eat
your head
Bumping into bones cuz I need light
Tip-toeing down through your
windpipe
Climbing down your spine was the fun part
Looky looky and I think I see your
fucking heart
Uh huh so I'm stabbing like it ain't nothing
Wicked clown cut his way out your
belly button
I'm like a vulture waiting in a dark place
Swooping down and I'm picking at
your dead face
I'm sick but you don't know the whole deal
No one ever loved me and they
never will
Bitch, I take you out on a blind date
But then they find you dead under a wooden
crate
Rapped in a bag deep in the woods
Cause my mother always said I was no good
Locked
me in a closet, fed me dog shit
Well, I'm out now, so motherfucker watch it
The insanity's
grip will never let go
Here's your chance to a glimpse of a ghetto freak show
[Chorus
X4]
I'm a freak show coming to your house
Standing at your porch, chewing on a dead
mouse
I'm looking like a fly so you swat me
Keep chasing me even though you got me
So
what you wanna do to a ghetto thug
First you starve me and feed me them fuckin' drugs
Turn
me into a wicked, wicked cat
I'm coming to your house, so catch ya catch ya clown
Gotta have
a fucking throat, hatchet once, hatchet twice
Gotta have the governor, the richer fucker, pay
the price
Driving with your woman, that's sweet
Never even know I'm in the back
seat
Chat chit-chat about the weather
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