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Lyrics for Halls Of Illusions by Insane Clown Posse:
| | | Artist: | Insane Clown Posse |
| | Album: | The Great Milenko | | Track: | Halls Of Illusions | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 94 | | | | Lyrics: | Ticket please, thanks, walk through the door
Into the Halls Of Illusions, visit yours
And
see what coulda and shoulda and woulda been real
But you had to fuck up tha whole
deal
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all
day!"
And when you get to tha end, you'll find a chair
With straps and chains, we
slap you in there
Lock you down tight so you can't move a thread
And pull your eyelids up
over your head
Cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream
It's just to bad it ain't
what it seems
You walk in and see two kids on the floor
They playin Nintendo and
he's got tha high score
And sittin behind them chillin in a chair
Is your wife, when ya
look, oh, you ain't there
It's some other man in the hand in hand
Now she looks so happy
you don't understand
See this is an illusion, it never came true
All because of
you!
Back to reality and what you're about
Your wife can't smile cuz ya knocked her
teeth out
And she can't see straight from gettin hit
Cuz you're a fat fuckin drunk piece
of shit
But it's all good here, come have a beer
I'll break the top off it and shove it in
ya ear
And you're death comes wicked painful and slow
At tha hands of
MILENKO!
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This
is all because of you
What you got yourself into
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 the trailer park
You
got your ticket? Thanks take your coat off
And later on, why not, I'll rip your throat
off
"Lets take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way it, it takes all
day"
And when you get to the end you'll find a chair
You see all the blood, yeah
your boy was just here
We get all different kind of people comin through
Richies, chickens
and bitches just like you
In the Halls everybody gets a turn
To sit and witness your
illusion before you burn
What do we have here, oh yeah, no way
It looks like your
kids and they okay
Your daughter's chillin up in college top grade
And your son's a fuckin
doctor, phat paid
They got families and kids and it's all good
They even coach little
league in the neighborhood
Is this true have ya really seen tha holy ghost?
Nah, bitch,
not even close!
Back to reality your son's on crack
And your daughter's got nut
stains on her back
And they both fuckin smell like shit
And live in the gutter and sell
crack to each other
When they were kids you'd beat em and leave em home
And even whip em
with the cord on the telephone
And that reminds me man hey ya gotta call
Watch your step
to Hell...it's a long fall!
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life
is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into Great Milenko, wave your
wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got
yourself into
Ah, it's time to pack up and move to the next town
But we forgot Mr.
Bigot, okay, dig it
We can't show you an illusion cuz we're all packed
But I'll still cut
ya neck out, hows that?
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is
gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into
Great Milenko, wave your
wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got
yourself into
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't look now, your life is gone
This is
all because of you
What you got yourself into
Great Milenko, wave your wand
Don't
look now, your life is gone
This is all because of you
What you got yourself into | | | |
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