Wagon Wagon Lyrics - The Ringmaster - Insane Clown Posse

Wagon Wagon 

"If I'm gonna die 

I'm going out riding the wagon" 

[Violent J] 

Hear it comes, the horrifying midnight wagon 

Saggin, laggin, dead bodies draggin 

On a piece of string, they flop around and fling 

Now shut your ass up and let the juggla sing 

It's the Insane Clown Posse coming threw 

Looking for hickies and the prickies and your ass too 

Everybody gets a ride on the ghost car 

Don't matter who you are, we going straight to hell 

And it ain't far, Mr. Nevers 

You seem to be the kill joy 

So get your ass in fat boy 

You can sit up in the front with the Ringmaster 

With the Ringading-dingalinga-ping-master 

And get your motherfucking wind pipe chopped off 

And your funky ass body gets dropped off 

In the gutter, the wheels keep rollin 

Throwin heads out the back, nugget bowlin from the... 

[Chorus (1x)] 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

Are you down with the clown with clown luv, ride the... 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

Every dead fuck in the city comes and rides the... 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

Nate the Mack, Jump Steady, and Rude Boy ride the... 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

Don't miss your chance 

[Violent J] 

The exhaust pipe is tripping out a deli fire 

I found an old dead corpse in the trunk next to the spare tire 

And it's muffling the sounds 

Throw the bitch out and now the funk pounds, yo 

Some say it's just a hearse, but it's much worse 

It's an old dark bucket with a clown curse 

Long, dark, very spooky scary 

I drink an old 40 bottle full of bloody mary, why 

'cause I'm Violent J, sick in the nug-bone 

I make strange sounds, clowns with frowns 

Break it on down, break it up till the break of dawn 

Look out your window it's the wagon in your front lawn 

Ah, boom, aboockaboomba 

We do the dance of the death until you get in the car 

Then I pull your tongue out slap you in the face with it 

Say the joker did it in the... 

[Chorus (1x)] 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

Ladies and gents its your turn, come and ride the... 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

If you gotta minute why don't you stop and finna ride the... 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

I'm a dead body so you know I love riding in the... 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

Now, here's your chance 

[Violent J] 

We don't do drive-by's in the wagon 

Instead we just get out and stab your fuckin ass 

And there ain't no telling how many clowns inside 

Told you seventeen but I lied 

'cause I'm wicked and I'm wild, wicked wild 

I caught wild deer, rode it home from Bel Isle 

I play the organ like an old mental case 

I can freak the cello, like Chris Conley on bass 

In the wagon, I throw fingers out the window 

And when you roll the window down you can smell Indo 

But it ain't mine, it belongs to a stiff over there 

Puffin on a Jim Square 

Heavy long, rumbling, tumbling 

Step into my ride and your ass goes stumbling 

Out the back with your neck in a rut 

Gotta get home before the sun comes up on my... 

[Chorus (1x)] 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

Come down, stand in line, everybody loves to ride the... 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

Your momma is a bitch and she swings on my nuts in the... 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

If you missed your bus, don't be afriad, come and ride the... 

Wagon Wagon, dead bodies draggin 

It's your last chance