Dead Pumpkins lyrics
by Insane Clown Posse
(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....."Trick or treat, bon appetitAll the little kiddies running down my streetGathering candy treats door to doorBut they walk past mine, what for?Probably ''cause the pumpkins on my porch are realReal human heads carved out with steelCut out the eyes, man, it takes but a minuteRip out the b-b-b-b-brains and put a candle in itMaybe they leave ''cause I take 'em insideCome and meet Mother, two years ago she diedLittle boys laugh, ''cause they think it's just a dummyBut then the smell hits 'em, MMMMM..... smells yummyOpen your bags and I'll give you my treatCrusty yellow toes off a dead woman's feetTake me by the hand, and I'll lead you downstairsAnd that, little chickies, is where you'll spend the next seven yearsStarving and weakening, chained to a wallStaring at a roach, hoping it will crawlInto your mouth for a tasty cuisineYes, 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 children, but I can't fuck aroundDon't come to my door dressed as a clown''cause you never know, I might take it the wrong way''cause I'm the real wicked juggalokaro Violent JAll year 'round, but I love my HalloweenYou'll never get an apple or a purple jelly beanDropping some chocolates, a licorice snackInstead you get a deep-fried French poodle nutsackPeeking out my door, I see no children in sightPerhaps they're all dead, yesterday was Devil's NightThey burn down the city and they leave it crispy-charredI light myself on fire and I dance around my backyardAll the pertty girlies, I can see where you're atSitting on your window, I can turn into a batWatching you remove all your little clothes used for bedI crash through the window and land on your headDrinking the blood, blood is gone to the boneBut now, I must leave, Mother's calling me homeUp to the moonlight, I'm gone from the scenePeace to Detroit City and have a Dead Pumpkins Halloween(Shaggy 2 Dope)"Yeeeeeeeeah, I'm gonna smash your little candy bags, only I'm gonna tie 'em around your muthafuckin' necks and choke you with 'em Wicked Clown style, muthafucka!!!!!"(Violent J)"Detroit's in this bitch!!!!!"
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