"American Psychos" lyrics
Insane Clown Posse & Twiztid Lyrics
"Well, Mr. [?], and I suppose they all died happily ever after"
"The dark corners of the human mind are the deepest dark, I believe, of anything in the universe. Speaking of darkness"
American, American
Real psychos right off the street
American, American
Come shed your blood all upon me
Blood bath, T-shirt soaked from the sweat
I laugh and stab, stab, stab
Relapse, almost fixed
But the medicine never really seemed to kick in
I slit a couple of throats and wreak havoc
On a gaggle of folks for nothin' more than just bein' approached
I'm a psycho, axe in the back seat with a creep
And they get to chewin' your face like lunch meat
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Real psychos right off the street (The United States, they'll bury ya)
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Come shed your blood all upon me (The United States, they'll bury ya)
Big New York City, Los Angeles
A country full up of stranglers
Born and bred half dead, fast food fed
All misled, special ed, meds in the heads
Hella dark, but Daddy can't pay electric
Over there, they eccentric, here, they set trip
It's Bruce, Ustler, Spaniolo, and Methric
Jagged and Kangol Joe, Bones and Hektic
Little boys, no toys, we young killjoys
With plots and ploys to make lots of noise
And you screamin' in terror, it's me in the mirror
Posted behind you, a ghost to grind you
I'm the Boogie Woogie Wu, one kung-fu guru, too
Three finger stab, I do true
Red, white, and blue, the land of the free
Where you might know an American Psycho
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Real psychos right off the street (The United States, they'll bury ya)
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Come shed your blood all upon me (The United States, they'll bury ya)
Terror in America, tell me why they stare at ya
'Cause you lookin' different, why they keep comparin' ya
To all the fuckin' normal ones thinkin' that you're better than
Anything that evil is, quick to call 'em innocent
Sick and I need medicine, tired of the reverend
Tellin' us that Hell's a destination that we're headed in
But I'm feelin' Heaven-sent, so fuck what he think of us
'Cause we comin' like American psychos every time that we bust
From the North to the South to the East (Psychos)
From the South to the North to the West (Psychos)
East Side, West Side, whole area
The United States, they'll bury ya
American (I pledge allegiance), American (To the axe)
Real psychos right off the street (That'll split your back)
American (I pledge allegiance), American (To the hatchet)
Come shed your blood all upon me (Wicked shit, can't nothin' match it)
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Real psychos right off the street (The United States, they'll bury ya)
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Come shed your blood all upon me (The United States, they'll bury ya)
American, American
Real psychos right off the street
"Yes, yes, later than you think"
"The dark corners of the human mind are the deepest dark, I believe, of anything in the universe. Speaking of darkness"
American, American
Real psychos right off the street
American, American
Come shed your blood all upon me
Blood bath, T-shirt soaked from the sweat
I laugh and stab, stab, stab
Relapse, almost fixed
But the medicine never really seemed to kick in
I slit a couple of throats and wreak havoc
On a gaggle of folks for nothin' more than just bein' approached
I'm a psycho, axe in the back seat with a creep
And they get to chewin' your face like lunch meat
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Real psychos right off the street (The United States, they'll bury ya)
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Come shed your blood all upon me (The United States, they'll bury ya)
Big New York City, Los Angeles
A country full up of stranglers
Born and bred half dead, fast food fed
All misled, special ed, meds in the heads
Hella dark, but Daddy can't pay electric
Over there, they eccentric, here, they set trip
It's Bruce, Ustler, Spaniolo, and Methric
Jagged and Kangol Joe, Bones and Hektic
Little boys, no toys, we young killjoys
With plots and ploys to make lots of noise
And you screamin' in terror, it's me in the mirror
Posted behind you, a ghost to grind you
I'm the Boogie Woogie Wu, one kung-fu guru, too
Three finger stab, I do true
Red, white, and blue, the land of the free
Where you might know an American Psycho
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Real psychos right off the street (The United States, they'll bury ya)
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Come shed your blood all upon me (The United States, they'll bury ya)
Terror in America, tell me why they stare at ya
'Cause you lookin' different, why they keep comparin' ya
To all the fuckin' normal ones thinkin' that you're better than
Anything that evil is, quick to call 'em innocent
Sick and I need medicine, tired of the reverend
Tellin' us that Hell's a destination that we're headed in
But I'm feelin' Heaven-sent, so fuck what he think of us
'Cause we comin' like American psychos every time that we bust
From the North to the South to the East (Psychos)
From the South to the North to the West (Psychos)
East Side, West Side, whole area
The United States, they'll bury ya
American (I pledge allegiance), American (To the axe)
Real psychos right off the street (That'll split your back)
American (I pledge allegiance), American (To the hatchet)
Come shed your blood all upon me (Wicked shit, can't nothin' match it)
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Real psychos right off the street (The United States, they'll bury ya)
American (Psychos), American (Psychos)
Come shed your blood all upon me (The United States, they'll bury ya)
American, American
Real psychos right off the street
"Yes, yes, later than you think"
