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House Of Wax Lyrics - Artist : Insane Clown Posse
- Woah, hey, Jeffory, check it out
- Hm. House of Wax? - I've never been in there before - Me neither, dude - How much you got? - Probably ten bucks - Free? Let's go! - Free? Evil soul (You dirty bastard!) Covered in wax Head to toe, mother fucker. Glossy little bich Lived a lie (Liar!) No turnin' back What are you gonna do now? You can't even move On display (For the whole wide world!) With nothing to say Heh heh heh ha! Bitch! Heh heh heh ha! Hot sunny day (Burnin' up!) Face melting away Oozing away... We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) Welcome to the House of wickety Wax Fools on display like plaques With nothing to do but relax I get bored, torture them all with thumb tacks Folks walk by, give 'em the eye They don't say "hi." Inside, they cry There's a wick comin' out the top of they dome One of these days, they gettin' the bone They got only their evil ways to blame With a dumb look on their faces of shame They once had game, but now they're lame Can't move their eyeballs, diffuse the same [?] underneath they clothes Punch 'em in the face, flatten the nose I piss on these hoes when the doors are closed It's their own fault they got hosed We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) Nailed to your plaque, right through your feet [*laughing*] It's something wrong. Sorry, 'cause you don't speak Look, real tears coming down the cheeks Some are female; I molest the freaks They don't have a neden hole 'less I carved it When I'm hittin' it, I'm like a [?] I don't walk by without slappin' a face Flickin' an eyeball, total disgrace Because they can feel everything I do In our House of Wax, we got room for you! We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) We got plenty room in the House of Wax The House of Wax (PU) in the House of Wax (PU) Help wanted, stuff supply We got plenty of slots available Slots available for sluts and bigots Wait, sluts ain't bad Woo! Please apply now! - What's up, homie? - What's up, man - Hey, yo, gimmie a dap, man. Alright - Hey, yo, lemme feel your ass - What? - Lemme feel your ass, homie - ...I guess - Yeah, that's tight. You been working out? - No - You been riding a bike or something? - Not really |
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