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Listen to Insane Clown Posse Essentials featuring Insane Clown Posse
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Insane Clown Posse
Insane Clown Posse
Performer
Mike E. Clark
Mike E. Clark
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mike E. Clark
Mike E. Clark
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Insane Clown Posse
Insane Clown Posse
Producer
Mike E. Clark
Mike E. Clark
Producer

Lyrics

"Tonight, tonight, we gather the dead (tonight, tonight) Tonight, tonight, off with your head, woo "You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up My muckin' head blew up" She was lovely, long hair, short, nice figure though So at the funeral, it made me cry, I watch her die I cannot lie, I couldn't sleep without a wink I only think about my lady, I miss my baby I need her by my side, to hold me, to squeeze me I still have pictures, but all they do is tease me I see my therapist, he only tells me I'm in trouble I want my baby back, so now I pack a shovel And while I'm digging, it's awfully dark and kinda funny Don't dig too fast or to see things could get bloody I watch my baby, I hit the top of baby's coffin I'm thinking, well, she's better off inside if she died Yeah, she needs me, I can tell my baby wants me 'Cause every night at 2:15, my baby haunts me I prey it open, the odor hits me, there she is I lean down to give her a kiss because I need a Girl that make me happy, a girl that make me cry A girl that passed away back in 1985 A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl Cemetery baby, I want you in my world Cemetery woman, we can still be down You're more than just a corpse, you're a psychopathic clown Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl Cemetery baby, I want you in my world Cemetery woman, we can still be down You're more than just a corpse, you're a psychopathic clown "Fuck yeah, motherfuck I don't want, no stuck up little sassy, brassy bitch Know what I'm saying I want me a cold stanky bitch So bring it on, dead momma" She's as lovely as always, my baby hasn't changed Except for the hole that's in her forehead, you can see her brains Nevertheless, our love is still forever true Her eyes have withered, her skin has now a tint of blue My baby's dusty and dirty, and wrinkled clothes And now I notice, the maggots chewed off all her toes The earth has been rather cruel to my darling sugar Is that a bug upon her face? Oh, it's just a booger I lean her head back to kiss her cracking lips And then her neck crack, also does her hips I must be gentle, my baby girl's a little rusty A little dusty, but most of all, a little musty I notice that, we lay together on the lawn We lay 'til dawn, I notice her left eye is gone We said goodbye and everything turned out alright I'll see you again tomorrow night, because I need a Girl that make me happy, a girl that make me cry A girl that passed away back in 1985 A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl Cemetery baby, I want you in my world Cemetery woman, we can still be down You're more than just a corpse, you're a psychopathic clown Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl Cemetery baby, I want you in my world Cemetery woman, we can still be down You're more than just a corpse, you're a psychopathic clown Check it out, bitch You ain't getting stank, skank Get your asses shoveling, then you'll want a lil' somthin' somthin' Them cramey graveyard bitches They down with the clown! "You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up You'll never guess what's up My muckin' head blew up" Girl that make me happy, a girl that make me cry A girl that passed away back in 1985 A girl I plan to marry, a girl I plan to wed A girl that I can choke because my baby is already dead Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl Cemetery baby, I want you in my world Cemetery woman, we can still be down You're more than just a corpse, you're a psychopathic clown Cemetery lady, my cemetery girl Cemetery baby, I want you in my world Cemetery woman, we can still be down You're more than just a corpse, you're a psychopathic clown Girl that make me happy Girl that make me happy Girl that make me happy Girl that make me happy
Writer(s): Mike E. Clark, Joseph Bruce Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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