Dead Body Man Lyrics
| Song | Dead Body Man |
| Artist | Insane Clown Posse |
| Album | Riddle Box |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Clark, Insane Clown Posse | |
| Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street | |
| Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least | |
| I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn | |
| I'm always finding bodies when | |
| I'm mowing the lawn | |
| Drag 'em in the house, throw 'em in the oven | |
| Wicked clown lovin' that dead body grubbin' | |
| Tastes like chicken finger lickin' deep fried | |
| I ate a dead body, but don't tell, | |
| I liedI just ate my first dead body last week | |
| Still got a finger nail caught in my teeth | |
| Before you start yellin' and cursin' my name | |
| Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane | |
| Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall | |
| Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall | |
| I'm slidin' and | |
| I'm bouncin' off shit like a hockey puck | |
| And my mother's like, "What the ****?" | |
| He said I was born of an alien race | |
| Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face | |
| But I'm not a | |
| Martian, you wouldn't understand | |
| I'm just a dead body man | |
| We got bodies, dead bodies | |
| We got fat ones, skinny ones | |
| Males, females, hermaphrodites | |
| We got somebodies, we got nobodies | |
| Bodies, bodies, bodies, whoo! | |
| Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van | |
| All the little kiddies love the dead body man | |
| I drive through my neighborhood ringin' my bell | |
| Some people run, 'cause they don't like the smell | |
| Others line up just as quick as they can | |
| To try to catch a glimpse of the dead body man | |
| It's all good, if you can stand the funk, but uh | |
| Just don't look in the trunk | |
| I drive down | |
| Central kickin' the bass | |
| Chillin' with my freaks and | |
| I'm pickin' her face | |
| Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head' | |
| Cause my bitch is dead, | |
| I'd rather die instead | |
| Of a hoe you can't trust, always diggin' a nut | |
| A dead body bitch learn to keep her mouth shut | |
| Ridin' in the back is my dead body crew | |
| Only they can never think of nothin' to do | |
| If you think | |
| I'm sick take a look at yourself | |
| You got dead deer heads up on your shelf | |
| On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand | |
| I'm just the dead body man | |
| We also collect dead bodies | |
| So, if you know any dead people | |
| Or you yourself are plannin' on dyin' soon | |
| We'll be happy to come to your house and pay cash for it | |
| We appreciate good healthy stiffs for our dinner | |
| Woo hoo!Call me the dead body man(Someone give 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man(Just sell 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man(You can mail 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man(Br-bring 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man(Won't ya give 'em to me?) | |
| Call me the dead body man(You can sell 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man(Just mail 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man(Br-bring 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man(You can give 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man(You can sell 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man(Won't ya mail 'em to me?) | |
| Call me the dead body man(You can bring 'em to me) | |
| Call me the dead body man | |
| Call me the dead body man |
| zuo ci : Clark, Insane Clown Posse | |
| Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street | |
| Fiftyfive, sixtyfive bodies at least | |
| I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn | |
| I' m always finding bodies when | |
| I' m mowing the lawn | |
| Drag ' em in the house, throw ' em in the oven | |
| Wicked clown lovin' that dead body grubbin' | |
| Tastes like chicken finger lickin' deep fried | |
| I ate a dead body, but don' t tell, | |
| I liedI just ate my first dead body last week | |
| Still got a finger nail caught in my teeth | |
| Before you start yellin' and cursin' my name | |
| Remember something' s wrong with my brain, insane | |
| Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall | |
| Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall | |
| I' m slidin' and | |
| I' m bouncin' off shit like a hockey puck | |
| And my mother' s like, " What the ?" | |
| He said I was born of an alien race | |
| Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face | |
| But I' m not a | |
| Martian, you wouldn' t understand | |
| I' m just a dead body man | |
| We got bodies, dead bodies | |
| We got fat ones, skinny ones | |
| Males, females, hermaphrodites | |
| We got somebodies, we got nobodies | |
| Bodies, bodies, bodies, whoo! | |
| Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van | |
| All the little kiddies love the dead body man | |
| I drive through my neighborhood ringin' my bell | |
| Some people run, ' cause they don' t like the smell | |
| Others line up just as quick as they can | |
| To try to catch a glimpse of the dead body man | |
| It' s all good, if you can stand the funk, but uh | |
| Just don' t look in the trunk | |
| I drive down | |
| Central kickin' the bass | |
| Chillin' with my freaks and | |
| I' m pickin' her face | |
| Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head' | |
| Cause my bitch is dead, | |
| I' d rather die instead | |
| Of a hoe you can' t trust, always diggin' a nut | |
| A dead body bitch learn to keep her mouth shut | |
| Ridin' in the back is my dead body crew | |
| Only they can never think of nothin' to do | |
| If you think | |
| I' m sick take a look at yourself | |
| You got dead deer heads up on your shelf | |
| On your key chain is a little baby rabbit' s hand | |
| I' m just the dead body man | |
| We also collect dead bodies | |
| So, if you know any dead people | |
| Or you yourself are plannin' on dyin' soon | |
| We' ll be happy to come to your house and pay cash for it | |
| We appreciate good healthy stiffs for our dinner | |
| Woo hoo! Call me the dead body man Someone give ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Just sell ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man You can mail ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Brbring ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Won' t ya give ' em to me? | |
| Call me the dead body man You can sell ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Just mail ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Brbring ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man You can give ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man You can sell ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Won' t ya mail ' em to me? | |
| Call me the dead body man You can bring ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man | |
| Call me the dead body man |
| zuò cí : Clark, Insane Clown Posse | |
| Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street | |
| Fiftyfive, sixtyfive bodies at least | |
| I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn | |
| I' m always finding bodies when | |
| I' m mowing the lawn | |
| Drag ' em in the house, throw ' em in the oven | |
| Wicked clown lovin' that dead body grubbin' | |
| Tastes like chicken finger lickin' deep fried | |
| I ate a dead body, but don' t tell, | |
| I liedI just ate my first dead body last week | |
| Still got a finger nail caught in my teeth | |
| Before you start yellin' and cursin' my name | |
| Remember something' s wrong with my brain, insane | |
| Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall | |
| Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall | |
| I' m slidin' and | |
| I' m bouncin' off shit like a hockey puck | |
| And my mother' s like, " What the ?" | |
| He said I was born of an alien race | |
| Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face | |
| But I' m not a | |
| Martian, you wouldn' t understand | |
| I' m just a dead body man | |
| We got bodies, dead bodies | |
| We got fat ones, skinny ones | |
| Males, females, hermaphrodites | |
| We got somebodies, we got nobodies | |
| Bodies, bodies, bodies, whoo! | |
| Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van | |
| All the little kiddies love the dead body man | |
| I drive through my neighborhood ringin' my bell | |
| Some people run, ' cause they don' t like the smell | |
| Others line up just as quick as they can | |
| To try to catch a glimpse of the dead body man | |
| It' s all good, if you can stand the funk, but uh | |
| Just don' t look in the trunk | |
| I drive down | |
| Central kickin' the bass | |
| Chillin' with my freaks and | |
| I' m pickin' her face | |
| Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head' | |
| Cause my bitch is dead, | |
| I' d rather die instead | |
| Of a hoe you can' t trust, always diggin' a nut | |
| A dead body bitch learn to keep her mouth shut | |
| Ridin' in the back is my dead body crew | |
| Only they can never think of nothin' to do | |
| If you think | |
| I' m sick take a look at yourself | |
| You got dead deer heads up on your shelf | |
| On your key chain is a little baby rabbit' s hand | |
| I' m just the dead body man | |
| We also collect dead bodies | |
| So, if you know any dead people | |
| Or you yourself are plannin' on dyin' soon | |
| We' ll be happy to come to your house and pay cash for it | |
| We appreciate good healthy stiffs for our dinner | |
| Woo hoo! Call me the dead body man Someone give ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Just sell ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man You can mail ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Brbring ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Won' t ya give ' em to me? | |
| Call me the dead body man You can sell ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Just mail ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Brbring ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man You can give ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man You can sell ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man Won' t ya mail ' em to me? | |
| Call me the dead body man You can bring ' em to me | |
| Call me the dead body man | |
| Call me the dead body man |
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