Lyrics Insane Clown Posse

Insane Clown Posse

The Joker's Wild

"Welcome to another exciting episode of Del Ray's number one

game show, The Joker's Wild! Shaggy, tell us something about

tonight's contestants."

"Hey, motherfuckers

Get ready for the killer show of this bitch

We gotta cop, we gotta judge, and we gotta redneck

So step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!"

Woohoo!

Everybody smile

Guess who's back on your underground dial (who?)

It's the game show host with the most (Violent J)

And tonight we finna have a little pig roast

Cop copper, it's been a long while

Lace up your boots and come on down the aisle

Mr. Pig-Man packing that steel

But tonight, you ain't shit, now spin the fuckin wheel

Looks good, nice try

Now let's see just how ya gonna die?

Lucky, lucky, he landed on Carpenter Jed

He just pounds nails in your forehead

The pig got lucky that time

But let's take a look who's next down the line

Oh, the 43rd District judge

Hey pal, remember me

You threw me in jail

Take a spin or I'll snap your neck

The clicker's landed, let me check

The Jokey, hey it ain't bad at all

We just cut your face off and slap your skull

Who's next for the games and fun?

Hillbilly Earl, come on down, run

The redneck that sicked his dog on me

Now that's gonna cost you a spin, buddy

Spin around and around it goes

Staple your lips shut, cut off your toes

Then I throw your corpse on top of the pile

Anything goes on the Joker's Wild

"Tell me who killed 17 people and later ate their dead bodies?"

"Jeffrey Dahmer."

"No, the correct answer would be your mother. Shaggs?"

"Aww, shit, motherfuckers

Get ready for round two of this bitch

So, if you want your fucking neckbone chopped

Step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!"

You like big money and prizes, don't ya

You'd probably kill for a big prize, won't ya

Ya little bitch, it's your turn to spin

Free money, now spin again

Oh goody, the unzip your drawers

I'm finna clip this chain on your balls

Raise ya upside down for the bang bada

Now we bust your head like a pinata (hey!)

The audience loves that shit

Listen to em cheer when your forehead splits

Wait! Cut to a break, oh shit, d-damn ah

We got guts on the camera

"The Joker's Wild is brought to you by...Faygo

EVERYBODY SING!!"

"Send your momma straight up to the store, tell that bitch to bring home a

Faygo"

Welcome back to the Carnival Show

Here's your chance for the big money cash flow

Hit your buzzer, pull your lever

Joker, joker, lemon, we sever your head

Pick a door, one, two, or three

It's the same behind every door, me

There's no escape, now gimme that bald head

The crowd can't help, look, they're all dead

At home they just watching your doom

We broadcast from hell to your living room

I ripped off his knuckle, wicked clown style

Anything goes on the Joker's Wild

"It's time to play hit or miss. Contestant number one, open your

mouth. Contestant number two, get ready. Will he hit or miss....

HE HIT! What's next?"

"We got money, we got cash, we got prizes

We got blood, we got guts

We got naked dead bitches on the Joker's Wild"

I got my yellow suit and my purple tie

Somebody's gonna die, oh my

It's Mr. Thompson, my next door neighbor

Always bitchin, yellin from the kitchen

Window, see he died and he went to hell though

We meet again, I got my own game show

Spin the wheel, cuz I just can't fuck around

BONUS ROUND!

Oh shit, the end of the game

Bonus round, we goin' out with a bang

You gotta chance for money and prizes

You gotta chance at death, too hahah

So get ready, I'm coming at'cha fast

Your chance for freedom at last

Four questions, so are you ready, Jack?

"Uh, I think so", load the gat

"The governer?"

"Eats butt."

"Yes. The square root of two?"

"Uhhh..."

"Correct. Nutsacs don't belong in?"

"Butt cracks"

"Right. Richboys eat?"

"Caviar."

"No, the correct answer's bullets." [gunshots]

"Oh geez, this is Bink Chipperwink saying so long till next week folks

See ya later, goodbye"

"That's it, go home (aww!)"