Insane Clown Posse - Thy Unveiling lyrics

The Carnival of Carnage the Ringmaster
The Riddle Box the Great Milenko
The Amazing Jeckel Brothers and The Wraith
Looks like we're all out of time, brother
Everybody's out of time
Fuck it, we gots to tell 'em
All secrets will now be told
No more hidden messages this is it y'all
Time's up everything be out right here
No need for the reverse talking the truth

Now we've been told this Carnival shit
Has touched on many lives (That's right)
People have fuckin' sworn to us
They too can feel it inside
What is it that draws you in
This magic that compels you? (What it is)
We've been waiting six fuckin' Joker
Cards to finally tell you
The messages and hints were there
Although most never picked up on 'em (Nah)
We snuck 'em in subliminally with
That wicked shit around 'em
We mentioned more and more of
This on every Joker's Card
The bottom line, always the same
You ain't have to look hard
We wickedly kick it, inflict it, you get it
Get with it and dig we
Don't preach it flat out
'Cause some ninjas don't wanna get wit ya
They quick to forget ya without
The Hatchet and gat out (yeah)
So we rose the Hatchet, do or die
Now Juggalos standing tall
After all six have risen
The end of time will consume us all
It ain't got nothing to do with us
(Nope) it ain't Psychopathic
Records (Sure thing)
All we're doing is pointing shit out to you
We in this together (I'm saying)
Who's behind the Dark Carnival
The Gatherings and the Hatchet (Skwo)
Who's behind Dark Lotus
The Circus and everybody at it
Who invented Juggalos and Juggalettes
And fuckin' Faygo showers
What about that feeling you get
When bumping our shit
Who's behind the Juggalo powers
This ain't no fucking fan club
It ain't about making a buck (Sure ain't)
Don't buy our fuckin' action figures, bitch
I don't give a fuck
It ain't about Violent J or Shaggy
The Butterfly or Seventeen
When we speak of Shangri-La
(What it is) what you think
We mean (What? What?)
Truth is we follow God
We've always been behind Him (That's right)
The Carnival is God
And may all Juggalos find Him
May the Juggalos find him
May the Juggalos find him
May the Juggalos find him, he's out there
He's out there

We're not sorry if we tricked you
We don't care what happens now
We're not sorry if we tricked you
We swing our Hatchets and we're proud
We're not sorry if we tricked you
Painted faces in the crowd
We're not sorry if we tricked you
The Carnival will carry on

Yeah, He's out there
May the Juggalos find Him
(Psychopathic Records and the Juggalos)
Yeah, He's out there
May the Juggalos find Him
(Psychopathic Records and the Juggalos
Join us in Shangri-La)

We're not sorry if we tricked you
The Carnival will carry on
We're not sorry if we tricked you
The Carnival will carry on
We're not sorry if we tricked you
Painted faces in the crowd
We're not sorry if we tricked you
Our Carnival will carry on

(We hope you find Him) yeah, He's everywhere
(We hope you find Him)
I'm sayin' He's anywhere
(We hope you find Him) Juggalos
He's out there
(We hope you find Him) yeah, yeah, everywhere
He's out there

Come see the show, big top show
Walk hand in hand with the Dead Carnival
Dead carny carnies, dead Juggalos
Walk hand in hand with the Dead Carnival
He's out there
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the Juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the Juggla
Juggla, Juggla, fuck with the Juggla
You can't fuck with the Juggla
May the Juggalos find Him
May the Juggalos find Him
(He's out there) May the Juggalos find Him
May the Juggalos find Him
He's out there, He's out there

We all gon' die but I'm not gon' fry
Even though most never try
I'm not gon' let this pass me by, no
This is our world, this is our world
This is our world, so get the fuck out
This is our world, this is our world
This is our world, so get the fuck out

We're not sorry if we tricked you
We don't care what happens now
We're not sorry if we tricked you
We swing our Hatchets and we're proud
We're not sorry if we tricked you
Painted faces in the crowd
We're not sorry if we tricked you
The Carnival will carry on

Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you
(I know you bitches hate me anyway)
Suck my nuts, bitch, fuck you
(You can suck my nuts all day)

Inner City Posse got the dog beats, IC-P
We got the dog beats
Inner City Posse got the dog beats, IC-P
We got the dog beats he's out there
Three ring, a ding a ding ding
People like to point and stare
Three ring, a ding a ding ding
It's the same as everywhere he's out there
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown
Murder go round, murder go round
How ya gonna fuck with a wicked clown
He's out there

We don't care what happens now
We swing our Hatchets and we're proud
Painted faces in the crowd
The Carnival will carry on
The Carnival will carry on
Painted faces in the crowd
The Carnival will carry on
The Carnival will carry on

Thank you, ladies and gentlemen
Thank you for joining us
We hope you've enjoyed the
Wraith's exhibit of Shangri-La
And soon as you die, this will be yours
Thank you for joining us, thank you, bitch
Ha ha haha, always remember to fuck off
Thank you fuck off, goodbye
Bitch