Oh, I hear familiar sounds down the sidewalk. Gettin' closer with every step he takes. Lord, I'm so afraid that if I look out the window. I'll be tempted to repeat an old mistake..
Stepping out of the whipping and piercing rain, in walks a wicked clown... Violent J.. One of Death's good friends they say (hey, look at that). You've never seen a cloud that.
Lucky 4 you, 4 you. Lucky 4 you. . You always say that I have multiple personalities. I bounce around somewhere between my dreams and reality. So where'd you dig up the audacity to ask me.