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Insane Clown Posse - Murder, Murder, Murder - текст песни, видео

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Insane Clown Posse - Murder, Murder, Murder - текст песни, видео

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Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder

Murder, Murder, Mur...Murder

Murder

First I plan my escape

Nothing on papes and leave the scene without a trace

I'm lookin' dead in her face

But she don't see me

I'm unnoticed

I head straight to her bedroom window for better focus

Hokus pokus

I see the door's unlocked, I let myself in

Head for her room, with plans of murder and mayhem

There she go, there that bitch lay

Living on this earth to my dismay

Time to pay

Palms are sweaty, I'm about to vomit

I grab the knife out of my belt and jab it in her stomach

Again, and again and now she's screaming like I care

But I could give a fuck less

Before she dies I grab her by her blood soaked hair

And tell her shit's gonna be alright on my end

I'm glad it happened this way

Back in my daughters life again

Ain't it a shame that it came to this 

Life goes on except for one less bitch

Ain't it a trip?

Murder, Murder, Murder

You never heard of redrum in reverse

Bodies in the hearse

Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die

Time to kiss your ass good bye

Don't ask why

Murder, Murder, Murder

You never heard of redrum in reverse

Bodies in the hearse

Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die

Time to kiss your ass good bye

Don't ask why

It was Tuesday, December 24th '97

Time on the clock 1:11

Thinking bout sending somebody to heaven

Or the crossroads

A fate of a soul lies in my hands I suppose

Now I'm wearing dark clothes

Parked on the side street

Peepin out the scenery

Make sure nobody seeing me

As I move to the trunk of the stolen car

Up to the back door with the crow bar

So far the plans fool proof

Called from the phone booth

Got the message machine

Nobody's on the scene

Kicked in the backdoor, 1:34

Looking for the family dog Thor

Kicked em in the jaw with the work boots

Knocked a couple teeth loose

Smacked em in the mouth with my empty deuce deuce

Then I smile

Break his neck and watch him piss on kitchen tile

Never liked him since the day he tried to play me vile,

And tried to bite me

Stab a steak knife in his head

So much for that man's best friend

Now I'm all up in the place and

In the bedroom masturbating

Cummin on the sheets and pillow cases

Fuck that bitch

She's just a cunt and her mothers nothing but a slut

Can't wait to seal her mouth shut

2:30 she returns home from work

Nice blouse, tight shirt

Business attire for this hooker for hire

Threw the keys to the table, said baby are you home

Didn't expect to see Bones we're alone

And she's reaching for the telephone to call the police

Strangled with the chord, now deceased

In the process of her suffocation

Finger fucked her for demonstration

Let her know I know her many faces

Now she's dead in the closet

Hangin out with all the winter clothes

In the struggle suffered a bloody nose

But I'm straight though

As I move to the bathroom to wash my hands

It's all part of the plan

Don't think you understand see?

Murder, Murder, Murder

You never heard of redrum in reverse

Bodies in the hearse

Now your life's gone cause we wanted you to die

Time to kiss your ass good bye

Don't ask why
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