Chop! Chop!

[answering machine]

(beep) then you know what you can do

You can be a couple of pleasers

And take some tweazers

And bust every hair on my nutsack

Paste em to your back

Then jump on the e-track

And suck my dick exactly where it's at....ho

[beep]

[old record plays]

Jay fuzz the clown

Jay fuzz the clown

Jay fuzz the clown

[low voice repeats]

Juggles

Juggles

Juggles

Juggles [x2]

[low bass starts in background]

[verse 1-violent j (crowd in parentheses)]

Hey, hey it's the wicked jokers

And we're coming to the valley and we'll smoke ya (choke ya)

Kick the clown in the forehead and i'm juggling juggling your head

(jed) you big fat redneck mounty ass hick

I'm a city slicker and i'm come to the valley and i'm gonna hit ya

And ya know the carnival's gonna get wit' ya

Oh, i meant as well mention, that i come from another di-men-sion

You never seen nothing like this boy (magic acts of pain and joy)

Please don't try to come and get me

Because i pack a french curler with me

And them punks are gonna have to take me out quick

Because i can do a double-flip you fat piece of shit

Picture that (that) packing a magic wand and a top hat

Because some gotta stop or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop

[chorus]

Swing, swing, swing, and chop, chop, chop

Swing, swing, swing, and chop, chop, chop

Swing, swing, swing, and chop, chop, chop

Swing, swing, swing, and chop, chop [x2]

[verse 2-violent j (crowd in parentheses)]

Detroit air is toxic, my eyeballs popped out they sockets

And fried in the streets like a sick em

[sound of popping and a splatter]

(stick em, pick em)

Break em off something from the smokestack

I've been breathing all my life so i'm dying anyway

I'm nothing but a radiation freak show

My arm fell of and it bounced on the floor

Carnival land up the alley (alley, alley)

Then we landed in sunny valley

(jumpin up and down on a richies head)

And now i'm gonna jump till he's finally dead

(jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump, jump)

They got no love yet we got control

They'll never touch my funky soul

Street top all extra top

Now we can run or we can walk

Either way some gotta stop

Or the wicked clowns are gonna chop, chop

[chorus]

[verse 3-esham and violent j]

[esham] wicked clown, wicked clown

[violent j] what's up comes down

[esham] before my nuts go soft juggle em around

[violent j] bitch wanna join the carnival circus

Grab my ding-a-ling and jerk and jerkus

[esham] i gotta catch these carnival thrills rudeboy [mixed]

And these heads i drill

[violent j] chills, thrills, bigots writing wills

An axe to the forehead usually kills

[esham]

If this ain't hell, i can't tell, hang my body on a cross with some

Rusty nails

If i juggle then call me a juggla, i'm a nap rubbla, voodoo smuggla

See i got the symptoms of insanity, i'm down with j from the icp

I'm down with him and he's down with me

So if we gotta chop see h-o-pe

[violent j]

Running down the block someone hit me wit' a rock

And my brains all over the street

But i'm a wicked clown and i'm up and down all over this esham beat

[esham]

So, so, so if i gotta chop, then i guess i gotta chop

If i chop, then i gotta chop, chop

[both]

But you could never stop sucker, you could never drop

Wicked clowns 'cause you know we love to chop, chop

[chorus (x2)]

[in background]

Got to be funky

[....fades to end]