Insane Clown Posse (ICP) lyrics

Insane Clown Posse (ICP) lyrics

"Insane Clown Posse (ICP)-Guts on The Ceiling Lyrics"

Jolene(Maida Vale) Lyrics
Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene I'm begging of you, please don't take my man Jolene, Jolene, Jolene, Jolene Please don't take him just because you can Your beauty is beyond compare With flaming locks of auburn hair With ivory skin and eyes of emerald green Your smile is like a breath of spring Your voice is soft like summer rain


Insane Clown Posse (ICP)



Guts on The Ceiling

My chins in an old man's backyard

I gotta sneak threw his yard

To find the fothermucker

And he's gotta pitbull dog

And it's sitting on my chin like a frog on a log

I throw a bone to try to distract

Cuz I'm wanting my chinny-chin-chin back

I'll never be one to boast

But there's my tongue hanging off the lightpost

Cuz my head exploded

And my brains unloaded

All over this beautiful city

Teeth and bones to the nitty gritty

There's my eyeball stuck to the wall
Naomi Lyrics
Your prettiness is seeping through Out from the dress I took from you, so pretty And my emptiness is swollen shut always Always a wretch i have become So empty And please please dont leave me I'm watching Naomi, full bloom I'm hoping she will soon explode Into one billion tastes and tunes One billion angels co
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Right next to my splattered jaw

I don't dig this game

Chasing my brains all through the sewer drains

My head's all over the block

Cuz I done went lunatick-tock tick-tock

Come on, dawg, what's wrong with my head?

It blew apart but I still ain't dead

I get no respect

I got nothing but guts hanging off my neck

But I'll still chilling

Even with my blood and guts all over the ceiling

I'm chillin', I'm illin'

With my guts all over the ceiling

Oh, you'll never guess what's up

My mucking back blew up

If you come across a spin
I Might Get Over You Lyrics
Well, I opened my heart, and I let you in I promised I'd never love again And still doin what I'd said I'd do Someday I might get over you I wear my ring on a chain now, still on my hand And I deal with your memories the best I can I've even been out on a date or two Someday I might get over you


Best believe it's mine

Oh, forget about my tongue

Cuz vato can't breathe without no lungs

I lost both of mine

Now that's an item that I wouldn't mind to find

But forget about dat

Cuz I'm roaming the streets with a splattered back

I'm trying to rap to this freak

But she can see my ribs all in the street

Then the chit-chat went dead

She noticed that I ain't got no head

Shhh, I think I hear my heart

But damn, it got hit by a Smark bus

And landed in Pontiac

So I tell my mellow to send it back

Come on, wined and my b
Golden Boys Lyrics
Pat Smear) Mother Mary had a son Whose days were spent on having fun One day she got a letter You could make yourself feel better CHORUS Mother Mary had a man Who heals with healing hands Oh yes the boys like that Mother Mary they be opening Down to overwrit doo rags One day you wi
ck blow up

Look for my guts, look for my guts

I gotta call from Nate the Mack

Says he might of found part of my back

Then bring it on over, ace

I got slabs all over the place

But I'm still chillin'

Even with my blood and guts all over the ceiling

I'm chilling, I'm illing

With my guts all over the ceiling

You'll never guess what's up

Ahh, I'm down on my luck

Got no head

Said I got no head

Southwest ghetto zone

It done fried my brain

I'm chilling, I'm illing

With my guts all over the ceiling