Insane Clown Posse - Wagon Wagon lyrics

If I'm gonna die
I'm going out riding the wagon

Hear it comes, the horrifying midnight wagon
Saggin', laggin', dead bodies draggin'
On a piece of string
They flop around and fling
Now shut your ass up and let the juggla sing
It's the Insane Clown Posse coming through
Looking for the hickies and the
Prickies and your ass too
Everybody gets a ride in the ghost car
Don't matter who you are
We going straight to hell
And it ain't far, Mr nevers
You seem to be the kill joy
So get your ass in fat boy!
You can sit up in the
Front with the Ringmaster
With the ringading-dingalinga-ping master
And get your motherfucking wind
Pipe chopped off
And your funky ass body gets dropped off
In the gutter, the wheels keep rollin'
Throwin' heads out the back
Nugget bowlin from the

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
Are you down with the clown with clown love
Ride the wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
Every dead fuck in the city comes to ride the
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
Nate the Mack, Jumpsteady
And Rude Boy ride the
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
Don't miss your chance

The exhaust pipe is dripping
Out a deadly fire
I found an old dead corpse in the
Trunk next to the spare tire
And it's muffling the sounds
Throw that bitch out and now the funk pounds
Yo some say it's just a hearse
But it's much worse
It's an old dark bucket with a clown curse
Long (Long) , dark (Dark) , very spooky scary
I drink an old 40 bottle full of Bloody Mary
Why?
'Cause I'm Violent J, sick in the nug-bone
I make strange sounds, clowns with frowns
Break it on down
Break it up 'til the break of dawn
Look out your window
It's the wagon in your front lawn
Ah boom! Abooka boom ba!
We do the dance of the death
Until you get into the car
And then I pull your tongue out slap
You in the face with it
Say the joker did it, in the

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
Ladies and gents, it's your turn
Come and ride the
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
If you got a minute why don't you stop
I'm finna ride the
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
I'm a dead body so you know
I love riding in the
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
Now, here's your chance (Wicked)

We don't do drive-by's in the wagon
Instead we just get out and
Stab your fuckin' ass
And it ain't no telling
How many clowns inside
Told you seventeen, but I lied
'Cause I'm wicked and I'm wild, wicked wild
I caught a wild deer and rode
It home from Belle Isle
I play the organ like an old mental case
I can freak the cello
Like Chris Conley on bass
In the wagon, I throw fingers out the window
And when you roll the window down
You can smell the indo but it ain't mine
It belongs to the stiff over there
Puffin' on a Jim Square
Heavy long, rumbling, tumbling
Step into my ride and your ass goes stumbling
Out the back with your neck in a rut
Gotta get home before the sun comes up on my

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
Come down, stand in line
Everybody loves to ride the
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
Your momma is a bitch and she
Swings on my nuts in the
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
If you missed your bus, don't be afriad
Come and ride the
Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin'
It's your last chance! (Wicked)