Dead Pumpkins lyrics

Artist  : Insane Clown Posse 
Song : Dead Pumpkins
 


(Teacher)
"J do you have a Halloween story for
the class?"

(Violent J)
"Y y yeah um
there was this boy and he lived in his
house
and he went to bed one day and then when
he woke up um
when he woke up he was buried up
to his head in the dirt
and he couldn't move
and this man came walking along
but instead of
the man helping him out the man just
started
kicking him and kicking him in his
face, over and over,
and then he got the
lawnmower, and then he....."

Dick or
treat, bon appetit
All the little kiddies
running down my street
Gathering candy treats
door to door
But they walk past mine, what
for?
Probably 'cuz the pumpkins on my porch
are real
Real human heads carved out with
steel
Cut out the eyes, man, it takes but a
minute
Rip out the b-b-b-b-brains and put a
candle in it
Maybe they run 'cuz I take 'em
inside
Come and meet Mother, two years ago she
died
Little boys laugh, 'cuz they think it's
just a dummy
But then the smell hits 'em,
MMMMM..... smells yummy
Open your bags and
I'll give you my treat
Crusty yellow toes off
a dead woman's feet
Take me by the hand, and
I'll lead you downstairs
And that, little
chickies, is where you'll spend the next seven
years
Starving and weakening, chained to a
wall
Staring at a roach, hoping it will
crawl
Into your mouth for a tasty
cuisine
Yes, my little friends, it's a Dead
Pumpkins Halloween

(Shaggy 2
Dope)
"Awwwwwwwwww, yeah, it's that special
time of year, boys and girls,
so come to the
pumpkin patch and bring your pantysacks so I can
shit in it,
you
beeeeeyitch!!!!!"

(Violent J)
Well, I
love all the kiddies, but I can't fuck
around
Don't come to my door dressed as a
clown
'Cuz you never know, I might take it the
wrong way
'Cuz I'm the real wicked juggalokaro
Violent J
All year 'round, but I love my
Halloween
You'll never get an apple or a
purple jelly bean
Dropping some chocolates, a
licorice snack
Instead you get a deep-fried
French poodle nutsack
Peeking out my door, I
see no children in sight
Perhaps they're all
dead, yesterday was Devil's Night
They burn
down the city and they leave it
crispy-charred
I light myself on fire and I
dance around my backyard
Hungry bellies, I can
see where you're at
Sitting on my window, I can
turn into a bat
Watching you remove all your
little clothesies for bed
I crash through the
window and land on your head
Drinking the
blood, blood is gone to the bone
But now, I
must leave, Mother's calling me home
Up to the
moonlight, I'm gone from the scene
Peace to
Detroit City and have a Dead Pumpkins
Halloween

(Shaggy 2 Dope)
"Yeeeeeeeeah,
I'm gonna smash your little candy bags,
only
I'm gonna tie 'em around your muthafuckin'
necks
and choke you with 'em Wicked Clown
style, muthafucka!!!!!"

(Violent
J)
"Detroit's in this bitch!!!!!"