Insane Clown Posse - Wax Museum lyrics
[Insane Clown Posse - Wax Museum lyrics]
Greetings welcome to the gypsy of fortunes
Your coin was very much appreciated
And now I shall grant you your future
It seems my cards of tarot have
Dealt you a very odd hand
A hand of six jokers cards, this is very rare
And suggests something most hideous
Is approaching you
You should be visited by a dark circus
A circus of horror, pain and anguish
This traveling mass of evil will leave
Your lifeless corpse to rot
While entrapping your soul to
Displayed at future stops oh yes
You must also be aware that it
Is your own evil doings
Which have brought about this
Dreaded carnival's visit
All of the sins and hatred you
Have cast during your life
Have whipped and spun into form
The form of one
One who leads this gruesome parade
Of pain into your life one sinister beast
One known only as ringmaster!
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the museum
The wax museum
Thousands of dead souls covered in wax
All of the rare exhibit's you
Are about to encounter
Are the strange and wondrous creations of
The one and the only leader of them all
So both dead and undead
Please welcome the Ringmaster!
"Purpose, question, kill"
The ICP is of the Ringmaster
And the Ringmaster is of
The actions of mankind
Yeah, motherfucker! now you gotta
Face your worst enemy
And that's yourself (Bitch)
Every wicked thing you've ever done
Has come back now
And it's gonna whip your little ass
Bitchboy! (yeah, motherfucker)
Oh Us? we're just clowns
We just work for the Ringmaster (Clowns man)
With the wave of his magic wand
I step forward, wind back
And swing this battle axe
Upside your mother fucking head ho!
Ring of hearts
So step right up as the Ringmaster
Takes you on the ride of your life
Horror and fear, smiles and tears
And oh ever so overdue
The Ringmaster rises up and
Lifts across the sky
Through the forest and down the river
Along the valley, over the hill
And down the trail and up the sidewalk
Only to surprise you and yours
At your very front door
Strange, strange that I have
Thoughts like this
So different from the other ones that
I see, the ones that scream in agony
Strange to know how I felt
But not so strange
Let's go, motherfuckers!
Your coin was very much appreciated
And now I shall grant you your future
It seems my cards of tarot have
Dealt you a very odd hand
A hand of six jokers cards, this is very rare
And suggests something most hideous
Is approaching you
You should be visited by a dark circus
A circus of horror, pain and anguish
This traveling mass of evil will leave
Your lifeless corpse to rot
While entrapping your soul to
Displayed at future stops oh yes
You must also be aware that it
Is your own evil doings
Which have brought about this
Dreaded carnival's visit
All of the sins and hatred you
Have cast during your life
Have whipped and spun into form
The form of one
One who leads this gruesome parade
Of pain into your life one sinister beast
One known only as ringmaster!
Welcome ladies and gentlemen to the museum
The wax museum
Thousands of dead souls covered in wax
All of the rare exhibit's you
Are about to encounter
Are the strange and wondrous creations of
The one and the only leader of them all
So both dead and undead
Please welcome the Ringmaster!
"Purpose, question, kill"
The ICP is of the Ringmaster
And the Ringmaster is of
The actions of mankind
Yeah, motherfucker! now you gotta
Face your worst enemy
And that's yourself (Bitch)
Every wicked thing you've ever done
Has come back now
And it's gonna whip your little ass
Bitchboy! (yeah, motherfucker)
Oh Us? we're just clowns
We just work for the Ringmaster (Clowns man)
With the wave of his magic wand
I step forward, wind back
And swing this battle axe
Upside your mother fucking head ho!
Ring of hearts
So step right up as the Ringmaster
Takes you on the ride of your life
Horror and fear, smiles and tears
And oh ever so overdue
The Ringmaster rises up and
Lifts across the sky
Through the forest and down the river
Along the valley, over the hill
And down the trail and up the sidewalk
Only to surprise you and yours
At your very front door
Strange, strange that I have
Thoughts like this
So different from the other ones that
I see, the ones that scream in agony
Strange to know how I felt
But not so strange
Let's go, motherfuckers!