Juggalo shit going on People drawn together by rare and scubby music And we even gather once a year to put it down [Chorus] With Tilt a whirls and merry
mug of rum [Warcloud:] Old Los Angeles, heroin epidemics I bust slugs, they love to figure skate through me We had a merry war, turn M.C.'s to cannon
of Naked Limbs Two - Le Cerf Malade Three - Gather Me Up Forever Four - I Am The Bloody Earth
get smacked up When I rack up, so all you motherfuckers just pack up Or get slapped with the swiftness If you think you're swift with the gift, Merry
PUT IT DOWN! Syn Chorus: (Book of Kipling, Michelle Harmon - Diamond Gravel Chips and Warm Snow - Verse 13 - Sky Green Oceans - 99:7) With tilt-a-whirls and merry
, Juggalo shit going on People drawn together by rare and scubby music And we even gather once a year to put it down [Chorus] With Tilt a whirls and merry
, juggalo shit goin' on People drawn together by rare and scubby music And we even gather once a year to put it down With tilt-a-whirls and merry-goes
drawn together, by rare and scrubby music, and we even gather once a year to PUT IT DOWN! With tilt-a-whirls and merry goes', and carnivals of Faygo
O Tannenbaum, O Tannenbaum, Du kannst mir sehr gefallen! The news had come out in the First World War The bloody Red Baron was flying once more The
on your face till the New Year Hello, this is Woody. And we've got a little song for you. Merry Christmas 1, 2, 3, 4 Hiya, Merry Christmas everyone
the Tyne Oh it's bloody Maggie Thatcher And Michael Heseltine So merry Christmas, Maggie Thatcher May God's love be with you We all sing together in one breath Merry
Lay down with beasts, and welter in my gore Fill your cups of Christ, I am the bloody earth Bright, riding in heaven. The player in rags White Bat is
wait You're goin' to the coals in the morning When Charlie looked the letter upon He drew his sword his scabbard from Follow me my merry men And
Like the last of the Mohicans You acted like bloody pagans Let the bells ring Rejoice and sing Jim Jones, where did you come from Jim Jones, Was it for
ice and an extension cord A can of bean dip and some Diet Rite A box of pampers , some Marlboro Lights Hallelujah everybody say cheese Merry Christmas
an extension cord A can of bean dip and some Diet Rites A box of tampons and some Marlboro Lights Halleluja everybody say Cheese Merry Christmas from
Going insane Im in pain I ain't dead yet I come from the graveyard The place where the madman roam Grab my chest rip it in half and look inside The bloody
