Dead Pumpkins Lyrics - Witches And Warlocks - Insane Clown Posse

(Teacher) 

"J, do you have a Halloween story for the class?" 

(Violent J) 

"why-why-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 'cause 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 be -be -be -be -brains and put a candle in it 

Maybe they run 'cause I take 'em inside 

Come and meet Mother, two years ago she died 

Little boys laugh, 'cause 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 

'cause you never know, I might take it the wrong way 

'cause 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!!!!!"