The Show Must Go On Lyrics - The Riddle Box - Insane Clown Posse

Ohhhhhhhhhh! 

Hey yo, check it out man 

ICP's back in the haugh man 

Violent J, man 

2 Dope, man 

Wicked clown, man 

Fuck yeah, man 

Hey, quick, hurry up, bang 

Open your mouth 'cause here comes my wang 

I'm Violent J, the southwest skitso 

Born in a big top, magical mijisto 

Dead body disco, rapping to the hoochies 

Dirty old fat hoes come up with a smoochie 

Hoochie coochie la la la la 

I might pull your tongue out your mouth 

And try to hang ya 

It's a full moon and the riddle's are calling 

Three more cards and the sky's will be falling 

But don't take it from me, I'm just a clown 

Wicked clown, wicked town, juggalugalocolicky 

Down and out till my nuts start singing 

Dancing, hopping, I'm 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 

I was feeling so excited about the carnival's arrival 

Everyone was jolly and jittery 

I waited for their wagons until well after dusk 

That night, while I was sleeping 

I was awoken by a cold eerie wind 

Looking out, I seen strange men, cursing and filthy 

There were clowns setting up the dreary tent" 

I'm 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 

Been to New York and L.A., I'm southwest down 

Walked into Del Ray's 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 sticky stank up in this bitch 

Killer clowns kicked out the circus 

Used to get live, let the midget lady work this 

I was a freak show, they called me the Pogo 

I could make my ball sac bob like a yo-yo 

Give it up, give it up, southwest looney tune 

Killed another redneck, found his head in looney doon 

Gooney boon, booney goon, I can hear the loons 

In my head as I sing my wicked song 

The show must go on! 

"I never been afraid of clown 

But these clowns were different 

There was nothing funny about these clowns but then 

They smiled, they juggled, they laughed 

But yet something was terribly, terribly wrong 

I didn't like these clowns for I could see threw them 

I knew what they were really like 

I knew that this carnival that had come to my village 

Was an evil, evil thing" 

[Chorus] 

Come see the show, big top show 

Walk in and hang with the dead carnival 

Dead carny carnies, dead juggalos 

Walk in and hang with the dead carnival 

You ask do we gangbang, do we bang in a gang 

Do we bang bang, I'm a gangbanger, man 

I bang in a gang, man, you can suck my wang, man 

Richie boy, richie boy, it's a southwest thang 

Serial murderer, southwest maniac 

Slaughterer, lunatic, high school braniac 

Straight-A school boy, school kid 

Till I went to school and tried to murder everyone 

The show must go on! 

"My neighbors and friends were fools, all of them 

Totally unaware of the evilness within the clowns 

Their eyes reflected stairways into hell 

Their faces painted with blood 

I ran from the carnival clowns 

Yet every road and every path 

Led me right back to the big tent 

I had no excuse from the strong men, 

The freak show, and the Ringmaster" 

[Chorus: x2]