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Welcome to the tilt-a-whirl |
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All you mutha ****as are gonna die |
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Everybody, you're dying everyday constantly |
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I'll kill myself right mutha ****in' now |
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And still won't die, try me |
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Wicked clowns never, never die, whut |
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Oh, my goody look a chicken |
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Keep your money here's a ticket |
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Hold up keep your kids out here |
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They too young to play in there |
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Step right up now strap 'em in |
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Lock it tight under his chin |
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Clamp his arms up to his side |
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It's gonna be a helly ride |
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Now if you misplace an item |
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Psychopathic straight up find 'em |
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If you lose your nugget yo |
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Hatchet ain't responsible |
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Look and wonder if you will' |
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Cuz we about to rip and kill |
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Think about your every sin |
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As our tilt-a-whirly spins |
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They all die die |
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They all die die |
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Looky look a fancy **** |
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With his wallet up his butt |
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Give the wealthy what they want |
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**** the line put him up front |
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Welcome to our spectacle |
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Carny rides eccentrical |
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Hope you like it even though |
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Have to mingle with the poor |
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Here you go sir have a seat |
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You've got to take this ride, it's neat |
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Tell ya now the ride is fast |
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Might want me to hold your cash |
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We gonna spin until your soul |
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Leaves your body dead and cold |
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Tilt-a-whirly sprayin' blood |
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All over the neighborhood |
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They all die die |
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They all die die |
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Get up on it, get up on it, get up on it, get on |
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Get up on it, get up on it, get up on it, whee |
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Get up on it, get up on it, get up on it, get on |
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Get up on it, get up on it, get up on it, ride |
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Get up on it, get up on it, get up on it, get on |
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Get up on it, get up on it, get up on it |
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Get up on it, get up on it, get up on it, get on |
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Get up on it, get up on it, get up on it, ride |
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Welcome buddy, what you did |
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Like to punch up on your kids |
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Scoot all them dead bodies down |
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We can go another round |
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Excuse us while we clean up here |
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Pile them up on over there |
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Strap 'em up then start the show |
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This time speed it up some more |
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Tell me any last requests |
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Before your guts rip out your chest |
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**** all that don't give 'em nothin' |
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Slap his ass and press the button |
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Fair enough now another down |
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Carnival don't **** around |
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Fire up the tilt-a-whirl |
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And we'll see you all in hell |
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They all die die |
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They all die die |
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Yo, the dark carnival will never die |
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I mean that's all we do is think about dyin' |
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We wish we die, we hope we die |
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The only problem is |
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We ain't never ever ever gonna die mother****er |
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They all die die |
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They all die die |
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They all die die |
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They all die die |