"Tilt-A-Whirl" lyrics
"Tilt-A-Whirl"
Welcome to the tilt-a-whirl
All you mutha fuckas are gonna die
Everybody! You're dying everyday, constantly
I'll kill myself right mutha fuckin now
And still won't die (try me)
Wicked clowns never (never) die, what?!
Oh my goody, look, a chicken
Keep your money, here's a ticket
Hold up, keep your kids out here
They too young to play in there
Step right up, now strap'em in
Lock it tight under his chin
Clamp his arms up to his side
It's gon' be a helly ride
Now if you misplace an item
Psychopathic straight up find'em
If you lose your nugget yo
Hatchet ain't responsible
Look and wonder if you will
'Cause we about to rip and kill
Think about your every sin
As our tilt-a-whirly spins
Hang (Hang on)
On (Hang on and die)
Die (Die)
Die (Die-ie)
Hang (Hang on)
On (Hang on and die)
Die (Die)
Die (Die-ie)
Looky look, a fancy fuck
With his wallet up his butt
Give the wealthy what they want
Fuck the line, put him up front
Welcome to our spectacle
Carnie rides eccentrical
Hope you like it even though
Have to mingle with the poor
Here you go, sir, have a seat
You've got the taste, this ride is neat
Tell ya now the ride is fast
Might want me to hold your cash
We gonna spin until your soul
Leaves your body dead and cold
Tilt-a-whirly sprayin' blood
All over the neighborhood
Hang (Hang on)
On (Hang on and die)
Die (I will watch you die)
Die (Watch you all die)
Hang (Hang On)
On (Hang on and die)
Die (You deserve to die)
Die (Time for you to die)
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, free!
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, ride
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, get on
Get up on it get up on it get up on it [*squeak*]
Get up on it get up on it get up on it, ride
Welcome buddy, what you did
Like to punch up on your kids
Scoot all them dead bodies down
We can go another round
Excuse us while we clean up here
Pile them up over there
Strap'em up then start the show
This time speed it up some more
Tell me any last requests
Before your guts rip out your chest
Fuck all that, don't give 'em nothin'
Slap his ass and press the button
Fair enough, another down
Carnival don't fuck around
Fire up the tilt-a-whirl
And we'll see you all in hell
Hang (Hang on)
On (Hang on and die)
Die (I will watch you die)
Die (Time for you to die)
Hang (Hang On)
On (Hang on and die)
Die (You deserve to die)
Die (I will watch you die)
Yo, the dark carnival will never die (Round and round and round we go, round and round and round we go)
I mean that's all we do is think about dyin' (Round and round and round we go, round and round and round we go)
We wish we die, we hope we die (Round and round and round we go, round and round and round we go)
The only problem is (Round and round and round we go, round and round and round we go)
We ain't never ever ever gonna die motherfucker! (Round and round and round we go)
Hang (Hang)
On (On)
Die (I'ma watch you die)
Die (Everybody dies)
Hang (Hang) (Hey, hey)
On (Die) (Hey, hey)
Die (Die) (I'ma watch you die)
Die (Die) (Time for you to die)
Hang (Round and round and round we go)
On (Round and round and round we go)
Die (Watch you die)
Die (I'ma watch you die)
Hang (Round and round and round we go)
On (Round and round and round we go)
Die (Round and round and round we go) (I'ma watch you die)
Die (Round and round and round we go) (Everybody dies)
Writer(s): Mike E. Clark, William Dail, Joseph Bruce
- AZLyrics
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- Insane Clown Posse Lyrics
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