Insane Clown Posse - The Show Must Go On Lyrics

Insane Clown Posse The Show Must Go On lyrics is the 3rd song on the album "Riddle Box" by Insane Clown Posse. Don't miss the latest news and gossip about the artist: "Insane Clown Posse Making Changes to Annual ‘Gathering’ Event".
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The Show Must Go On by Insane Clown Posse

Awwwwwwwwww shit! yo check it out man icp back in the haugh man!

Violent-j man 2 dope man wicked clownz man. ha ha ha!


Hey quick hurry up bang.

Open your mouth cause here comes my wang.

Im violent-j the southwest skitzo.

Born in a big top magical-majisto

Dead-body disco. rappin to the hoochies.

Dirty old fat hoes come up with a smoochie.

Hoochie-coochie la la la la la.

I might pull your tongue out your mouth and try to hang ya.

Its a full moon and the riddles are calling.

Three more cards and the skies will be falling.

But don't take it from me Im just a clown.

Wicked clown wicked town

Juggalugagaluga lick it down man up till my nuts start singing dancing hopping

Im a keep bringing riddles and tricks and dead body chicks

With the swing of my magical wand

The show must go on.


Well it all began when I was very young. my feelings were so excited about the carnival rides. everyone was jolly and jittery. I waited for their wackets until well after dusk. that night

Le I was sleeping I was awoken by a glow appearing. and looking out I saw strange men cursing and filthy and there were clowns setting up their dreary tent.


Im 2 dope and I sport tight wranglers.

Don't say a word or I'll kick ya in the neck bitch.

Everybody round make way for the clown

In new york in la in southwest town.

Walked into el rays almost got my ass kicked.

Rather just chill in the yard in my casket.

Call up the hoes have em swing by the tomb

And get a little stinky stank up in this bitch.

Killer clowns kicked out the circus.

Used to get live let the midget ladies work this.

I was a freak show they called me the pogo.

I can make my ballsack bob like a yoyo.

Give it up! give it up!

Southwest looney tune killed another red neck fun

His head a looney dune gooney boon gooney goon

I can hear the loons in my head as I sing my wicked song.

The show must go on.

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Ive never been afraid of clowns but these clowns were different. there was nothing funny about these clowns at all. the smiled they juggled they laughed

But yet something was terribly terribly wrong. I didn't like these clowns for I could see through them I knew what they were really like. I knew that this carnival that had come

To my village was an evil evil thing.



Come see the show big top show

Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival.

Dead carney carnies dead juggalos.

Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival.

(end chorus)


You ask do we gang do we bang in a gang mang?

Do we bang-bang? Im a gang banger man!

I bang in a gang mang.

You can suck my wang mang.

Richie-boy bitchie-boy it's a southwest thing.

Serial murderer southwest maniac

Slaughterer lunatic highschool brainiac

Straight a school boy school kid

Till I went to school and tried to murder everyone the show must go on.


Aged friends are fools all of them. totally unaware of the evilness within the carnival. their eyes reflected stairways into hell their faces covered in blood. I ran from the carnival gr

And yet every road and every path lead me right back to

The big tent. I had to escape from the strongman the freak shows and the ringmaster...




Heh heh heh heh!

Hah hah hah hah hah!




Speak ta... chicken neck?


Chicken neck.

Nobody by that name here.

What about chicken balls?


What about chicken fuckin gizzard throat is he there?

Look boy you got the wrong number.




What the...? hello? !

Speak ta rednuts?


Redballs willie redneck balls is he there?





Lemme git dis! who in da hell is dis? !

Speak ta fatboy?

Who in da hell is dis? !

I wanna speak ta fat redneck fuckin chickenboy! is he there?

Goddamnit! ~click~ fuckin no good bastards!

~knock knock knock knock~

Git da damn door!

Yeah I have a delivery for a mr. redneck fatballs.

Whut! you goddamn little!

~machinegun shots and breaking glass~

Its from the wicked clowns...

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