Bazooka Joey Lyrics - Mighty Death Pop - Insane Clown Posse

This is a story of a man on the edge 

Who all but lost his way until one day he discovered in his palms 

A rocket launcher! 

Enjoy this tale of a personal rejuvenation, redemption and scrubification 

As told by the great Shaggy 2 Dope! 

Grand Papi, was a World War II vet 

And I found his bazooka set in the basement, 

With a bag of mortars 

Yeah, bitch, I'm done taking orders, 

Dragged it outside and tried it out 

Dropped the shell in and fired it out 

Across the street to the neighbour's kitchen 

And now half of their house's missing 

Fuck yeah! 

I grabbed the rockets 

Beer truck in the scope unlocked it 

Blew the wheels off and flipped it twice 

I'm realizing with the Zooka Nice 

And I'm dancing! 

He's dancing 

With a God damn bazooka 

Bazooka Joey! 

Bazooka! 

Bazooka Joey! 

Bazooka Joey! 

I sent a hot one 

Right through the doors 

And let it mangled in a pile of boards 

I swear my shoulder is loving the shot 

Fucked up an H&R block 

I'm blowing new cop cars into stock yards 

Bitch, this is a bazooka 

You not hard! 

See the swat team hiding in the limousin 

It seems they smithereens! 

Pull out my hair, screaming and laughing 

Get shot at and shooting back in 

Terrorizing 

Paralyzing 

Bazooka Baby 

Electrifying! 

And I'm dancing! 

He's dancing 

With a God damn bazooka 

Bazooka Joey! 

Bazooka! 

Bazooka Joey! 

Bazooka Joey!