Insane Clown Posse: Toy Box lyrics
~winding sound~
Oohh, I like... this... toy! hmm, watch it go...
~gunshots~
Ay! ah! ay! uh!
~rrrrrinnnng... rrrrrinnnng~
~beep beep beep!~
Were sorry, the person you are calling is dead.
I was like 6, I used to get dissed by the chicks.
And everyone would chase me and hit me with bricks,
And rocks and sticks and callin me names.
And fill my lunchbox with frog brains. ugh!
When I left school it was much iller.
My daddy was a serial killer, and how about that,
He always made me sit in the back,
With all his dead bodies in my lap. move!
When I got home, enough of the static,
Hammer and tools and up to the attic.
Never knew any other girls or boys.
Only my toys, toys, toys.
Bang, clang, hammer and twist,
Nobody knows I exist, and Im pissed.
But I wont be mentally scarred,
Instead I make toys, toys of the graveyard.
Monday, ring of the bell.
Its all about show and tell. might as well
Show all of these bastards just what I got.
Yo, check out my toy box.
Nothin feels better than a good hardy-har-har. right boys and girls?
We got dead bodies everywhere you look.
All the nerds sittin up front got cooked.
Others start screamin and makin a dash.
So I start handin out toys fast at last.
You like slinkies? we got slinkies.
Only mine like to wrap around your face then stretch, twist, kazoom,
And whip your body all over the fuckin room.
So come, one at a time. open your gift, and what you will find
Is a toy my friend, that youll never forget.
Its not everyday that you get your skull split.
You like soldiers? we got soldiers, made with rubber and steel.
Theyre not real. but I wouldnt just toss em under yo bed.
Thats how you get a axe to the fo head.
Oh, and dont let em sit around all day.
Come home and find your mom... dead in the hallway.
Cuz they can be nifty, all the toys are shifty (he-he)
In my toy box. (huh? )
Woooowie, that sure sounds like fun!
Thats not a toy, hey wait a minute.
Dont fuck around, homie, you could lose an eye with it.
Thats my double blade razor whip chop jimmy.
And its mine motherfucker, so gimme gimme.
You like toys? you come to the right place.
Try my little toy mutilatin mental case.
Wind em up and let him go among alla ya.
Then bang! serial slaughterer!
Your turn, reach in and get lucky.
Oh look, he pulled out a rubber ducky. (squeaka squeaka)
And it make a funny sound, then,
Then bang! blew the fingers off his fuckin hand.
Dont stop, class aint done yet.
I remember you callin me pointdex, bookworm brainy,
My aggrivation went into these little creations.
Reach in. you might find somethin wicked.
Wicked scary, chopping pickaderry.
Off with your head, a robot with a sword.
Youre always lookin at me, but what for?
Wa-wait a minute, I made you, get them not me. wait a minute,
Motherfuckers!
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh I love this record!...(repeat 5x mixed w/:)
Hahahaha, hoohoohoo! yahoo! turn it off!
Hahahaha, hoohoohoo! yahoo! turn it off! (2x)
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh I love this record!...
O-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-oh I love this... turn it off!
Tell me why? why do you feel that you should still be together with
Lisa?
Sure. ccccmon man, our relationship aint all weak and shit. ya know i
Mean-i mean just because shes
Dead we should just break up or somethin? fuck that!
Tommy, tommy, tommy, listen to me, shes dead man. you gotta move on.
So what! so shes dead. does that make you fresher than her?
I didnt say that.
I dont think so! so she dont talk as much... and she really dont move
Around a lot. shes still fresh! shes
Still fun to be around! heheh-heheh. youre just predjudice!
Huh?
Youre predjudiced against dead people.
Aw man, you really are one sick bastard, tommy.
Yeah? fukoof!
What?
Fukoof!
What the fuck is that? what does that mean?
It means fukoof!
Man, you fuckin lost it.
Yeah? fukoof!
