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ICP (INSANE CLOWN POSSE) lyrics : "Play My Song"

We hit the ace, ace and we love giving chase
Wicked clown got more than some pie for your face
With a drip, drip, drip it's blood on the strip

Three disassembled bodies in the trunk of the whip
Hear the saw, saw, saw right below your jaw
You see your own head roll off the table and fall

See the puck, puck, puck flamin arrows in your truck
And one in your lung stuck, you $#&@ed outta luck


[chorus:]
Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that

Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody, bloody

Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha tryin to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody


Here come the hack, hack, hack knives in your back
Blood down your spine, all in your $$# crack
With a swing, swing, swing your throat's whistlin

The three incisions i made are fine as g-strings
It's the pat, pat, pat from behind with a bat
And splatter every crack till your whole head flat

Beat the jab, jab, jab i'll punch you in your flab
Drag you to the butcher shop and chop you into slabs


[chorus:]
Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that

Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody, bloody

Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody
Whatcha tryin to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody


(murder... death... war...)

Everyone of us gotta have murder and death

To remind ourselves that we still have our breath
Whether it's tasteful or disgraceful
%#@!, as long as everybody get's a face full

Some of us root for the coppers, others root for the killin
But everybody needs they murderous thrillins
Trace it back to when mankind was swinging from a tree

Murder is what we talkin about, and always will be

[chorus:]

Play my song, gimme something i can lean on
Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Play my song, gimme something i can lean on

Watcha tryin to hear, something about murder, i got that
Bloody, bloody, bloody
Play my song, bloody, bloody, bloody

Whatcha tryin to hear, bloody, bloody, bloody

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