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Lyrics for Dirt Ball by Insane Clown Posse:
| | | Artist: | Insane Clown Posse |
| | Album: | Heavy Metal 2000 Soundtrack | | Track: | Dirt Ball | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 117 | | | | Lyrics: | Captain: Galecto Inspector, do you read me?
Galecto: Yes Captain.
Captain:
Status?
Galecto: Completed.
Captain: Your mission was to land on the dirt ball
and explore it thoroughly.
You were to monitor the activities of a common life on the dirt ball
and study
people's lifestyles; their general habits of living in their strange
society.
Galecto: Yes.
Captain: Have you done that Galecto
Inspector:
Galecto: Yes I have Captain.
Captain: Very well, may we have your
report?
Galecto:
A strange place this dirt ball is
A lot of guns a lot of rich
folk spittin' on bums
A lot of hoodlums.
These are just the bums that are really pissed
off
Captain: Why?
Galecto: Probably cuz they've been ripped off
By the
system.
Captain: Oh.
Galecto:
Cops
They ride around in little
cars
And throw folk behind bars
Like little jars
They're supposed to be there just to
serve and protect
But they just punch faces a lot, and choke necks
Then they got the
higher ups they call judges
And they rule the land
This I don't understand
First of
all they like to dress this bitch up in a robe
On top of all that
Captain:
What?
Galecto: He's mad old.
Captain: Oh.
Galecto:
And he
hates anybody that lives different than he did
Back when he was a kid
But that shit was
like 400 years ago
Captain
Captain: Yes Galecto
Galecto: I just don't
know
Any kid that was going to jail
Captain: Yeah...
Galecto: He'd look
me dead in the face and say "stale"
Then my cloaking device must've went
dead
Captain: Why?
Galecto: Cuz that old ass judge looked at me and
said...
Chorus:
This is our world, this is our world, this our world
So get the
fuck out
This is our world, this is our world, this is our world
So get the fuck
out
Captain: Very interesting, thank you Galecto Inspector.
Now probes Data (day-ta)
and Data (da-ta) do you read me?
Both: Yes, here sir.
Captain: What
information were you able to gather for us on your recent voyage to
the dirt
ball?
Prof. Data (da-ta): This is Professor Data.
My transmission signal is weak and
communications shattered.
We came in contact with several different specimens of
life.
Dr. Data (day-ta:
Everything has gotta price even if it's wrong or
right.
Upon sight, people judge and stereotype
Their forms of government and religion are
glorified.
Prof. Data:
Purified as the waters that are now polluted
Members of
the flock recruited for duty locked up or instituted.
Dr. Data:
This is Dr.
Data
I phased with the planet to see how they medicate her
She's high off the
cane
Depending how you slang
You can get most anything
From a nickel bag of
grain
To a lucy worth of cane
Prof. Data: Maintain communications, Data here
again.
Their leader is determined by the vote of many men.
Although he's only human, and
slightly overweight
He controls and manipulates their whole United States.
Dr.
Data:
I called to the White Castle
Secret Service on the phone giving me a hassle
He
said the information I requested was denied.
Before he hung up the phone he took a deep breath,
stopped and replied:
Chorus
Captain: Judging by the information so far
collected, the dirt ball may not be
the ideal place to land our craft.
After receiving
this information we'll make the final judgment.
Fleek, are you
there?
Fleek:
I'm here, but hold up Captain
Cuz this ain't good
I'm
getting chased by some fat rednecks in white hoods
I think they're trying to kill
me
Captain: Well what do you mean?
Fleek:
It's seems they've gotta
problem with the fact that I'm green.
I guess on the dirt ball they all hate each other
If
it ain't where you're from, it's your skin color.
Let me get my phasertron out
Hold
up
zzzzzzzzztttttt
Captain: What was that?
Fleek:
I smoked
them.
But what really fucking turns my tentacles
Is there relationships
They swell
each other's lips
I see men that ain't shit in their daily life
So they come home
drunk
And beat their wife
She forgives him when he said he didn't mean it
You ask me
they can both suck my petty lip
I give up Captain
Beam me back to Zelaloovie
Oh,
another thing they love to watch horror movies
But you're not allowed to be scary on a
CD
They tried to ban this one group ICP
I went and seen them in concert
Jay grabbed
me by the head
Then he took his microphone and said:
Chorus
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