Clown Suit Lyrics

Paint my face up, red nose and wicked smile

Sick and vile with an evil twisted style

I got balloons, you know you want one (here)

Bludgeon your skull with a hammer then get the job done (DIE)

I take you home then fit you with some handcuffs (how's it fit?)

Then do whatever I want cause your mouth is jammed shut (with a sock)

I cut you open, pull your guts out you like that? (you know you do)

See they're so shiny, now you're dead but I'll be right back (with another)

Follow a victim strolling, smack 'em with the spiked bat

Drag their unconscious body blocks to my white van (get in there!)

Drag you inside you wake up, proceed to start to say something (Help!)

I strangle you impatient, your death I love the taste of (slurp!)

Kinda surprised that they still hire me for party's and shit (wait, really?)

Cause one goes missing, cut them up then I'm discarding their limbs

I'm fucking sick, in case you didn't guess

I got your blood on my clown suit you made a frickin' mess (BITCH)

When I put on my clown suit

I get the urge to dismember you

I made the basement sound proof

Time for you to die cause you deserve to

When I put on my clown suit

I get the urge to dismember you

I made the basement sound proof

Time for you to die cause you deserve to

You're all drugged when you wake up, it's got you in denial (this isn't real)

It's getting wild, but they ain't taking him to trial (go fuck yourselves)

I got some magic tricks, you wanna see one? (you know you do!)

If I pull a handkerchief up out my sleeve, run (RUN)

Strangle you with it, try to fight but dang it, you isn't

Strong enough, drag you by your ankles get sticked in my fucking van

Through the back door I had someone escape once

But I caught up to 'em, stabbed 'em and left 'em taped up (get over here, bitch!)

Each time I take one home they get a little squeamish (aah!)

They see the bodies in my basement and they just wanna leave it (oh my god!)

So they scream and they scream, no one will ever hear (shut up!)

Disembowel 'em and gut 'em, fuck it's a mess in here (fuck you do?!)

Sometimes I get the power tools and fucking drill their skull

To burn the flesh off their bodies I cook 'em in the stove (350)

Them pigs came snooping one time, I never got caught

I blew a hole in both their skulls with the shotgun (bang!!)

When I put on my clown suit

I get the urge to dismember you

I made the basement sound proof

Time for you to die cause you deserve to

When I put on my clown suit

I get the urge to dismember you

I made the basement sound proof

Time for you to die cause you deserve to