INSANE CLOWN POSSE - Pass Me By lyrics

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Does this excite you? think about it! does it not stagger the imagination? <br>No builder on earth can concieve any structure to compare to the mansions<br>Above. won't that be something when you go to live in your own mansion? <br>There'll be no concern about paying for it, it's already taken care of.<br>There'll be no worry about veing moved out of it. it will be yours forever.<br><br>I got shot, baa! the murder was heinous.<br>The bullet went in my eyeball and out my anus.<br>And I was hit, that was it, on the spot,<br>Flash, I woke up in a parking lot.<br>And I'm sittin in a '64 rinekeys,<br>With shaggy dope written on the car keys.<br>I look around I can't believe that it's possible,<br>I'm dead, and I made it to the carnival.<br>I walk in, it's everything I dreamed of,<br>Everybody and they mama got clownlove.<br>Japanese, lebenese, and chinese,<br>Portuguese, and southwest ghetto cheese. (hoo hoo)<br>Hangin' out with redneck truck drivers,<br>Instead of always givin' each other piledrivers.<br>I see my old homey, he died in a drag,<br>Chillin with two bitches, what up, shag? <br>And he passed me a blunt like a tree trunk,<br>I tried to hit it, but couldn't even fuck with it.<br>And to think, I always been afraid to die,<br>But I ain't never goin back, to wonder why.<br>(chorus:)<br>We all gonna die. but I'm not gonna fry.<br>Even though most never try, I'm not gonna let this pass me by, no.<br>(end chorus)<br>(chorus)<br>I was born. first they threw me in a shitpile.<br>I dealt with it, and lived there for a while.<br>I got dissed on, pissed on, and beat down,<br>Mutilated, and tossed out a dead clown.<br>Next thing ya know, I'm chillin' at the big top,<br>Free money, and mad bitched non-stop.<br>No water, it's faygo on tap,<br>I wash my hair, and my face, and my butt-crack wit' it,<br>Cuz I can, cuz I'm fat paid,<br>I got a five story funhouse with a maid,<br>And she walks 'round wit' her titties hangin' out,<br>And when I cough, she come and dust my balls off. (hoo hoo)<br>I'm headed up to the show, I'm gonna see,<br>Jimi hendrix, selena, and easy e,<br>Elvis tried to open up but got dissed off,<br>We got pissed off, because he sounded like butt,<br>There's no fights, it's a perfect match,<br>Hillbillies in the crowd tryin' ta cabbage patch,<br>And ta think, I've always been afraid to die,<br>But I ain't never goin back, to wonder why<br>(chorus)<br>(chorus)<br>(intro bit)<br>Did ya ever burn your finger on somethin', hey,<br>Well picture this, ya nuts burnin' that way.<br>And a roman candle stickin' in ya butthole,<br>That's where the greedy stank mutha fuckas go.<br>This is all hell now, we livin' in it,<br>But this bullshit'll be over in a minute,<br>Then it's off to the faygos and in hoes,<br>New clothes, and patent leather for your toes. (hoo hoo)<br>And while ya sit around cryin' for ya dead friend,<br>He's chillin' up there, hey, gettin' mad ends.<br>He's probably there tryin' ta figure out why you're sad,<br>He's on the beach gettin' fat, you got it bad.<br>And for those who ain't down for the next man,<br>Who rob from the poor, and snatch all ya can,<br>And any chicken talkin' shit, lemme tell ya somthin',<br>Hold a lighter to your balls, and you'll see what's comin'.<br>(chorus)<br>(chorus)<br>(intro bit)<br>(chorus)<br>(chorus)<br>(chorus)(w/vocal ad lib)<br>(chorus)(w/vocal ad lib)<br>(break)<br>(chorus)(w/vocal ad lib)<br>(chorus)(w/vocal ad lib)<br>(chorus)(w/vocal ad lib)<br>(chorus)(w/vocal ad lib)<br>(chorus out)