so there you are, your sittin' there just kinda chillin'
oh richie boy, you look a little bit like Dillan
the 90210 bitch with the funny hair
so I'm a change a few things around here and there
start with your eyes, I pluck 'em out your head
and pull your balls out your sack and stick 'em there instead
then I'll stamp all your toes and stick 'em in your noes
and pull the hair out your head until your skull shows
yeah i'm all syked we gotta fix you for the show tonight
but your lips man to me they just a little right
they could be a little fatter, even more
so fuckin' fat bitch your lip is draggin' on the floor
tie your tongue into a knot and stretch it out
and tack a sign on it tellin' what your all about
set you up cause now your ready so +open+ up the +door+
cause at the house of wonders you're the freak show
carnival thrills
carnival chills
carnival excites you
carnival kills
ah, ooh, ah, oh
another freak show from the juggaluggalo (2x)
so there you are
come on in chicky wow, aint you a pretty?
i think i'll start with the silicone that's in your titty
i'll pull it out, put it in your forehead and cheek
so now you look like the elephant bitch freak
don't try and run chicky poo, I'm just gettin started
i'll beat your head in with the brick untill you're half retarded
remember the ugly girl you laughed at, at the prom?
don't try to laugh now bitch you look like her mom
it came to tuesday but it's starin at
i stuff you full of chilli cheese dogs and make you +fat+
then I stretch your fuckin lips and stick 'em in your ear
so all the evil shit you talk, only you can hear
i shave you bald and glue your titty on the top
then I spin ya on your nipple until you drop
+hey+, almost ready jump steady? open the door
cause at the house of wonders you're the freak show
carnival thrills
carnival chills
carniv(Brooker)
The search is over, the battle done
The fish is beaten, the angler's won
But simple stories make longer tales
No consolation if he had failed
Through wind and desert, Blackberry Hole
Coyote and rattler had made him old
No it ain't easy, it's on the borderline
Between health and madness, the way he bides his time
Fin to fin in every log-jam
This is where they lie
The Deschutes is hot, the bottom's black
They're eye-to-eye
My oh my what fun to be on your own
Down foaming rapids into the deep black hole
Through thorns and rockslides for to reach his goal
And golden chances, he let them slip away
Or was he waiting for the Judgement Day?
They really nailed 'em on the deadline
This is where they lie
Where the water's fast, the current's strong, their eye-to-eye
My oh my what fun to be on your own
But on the thirteenth morning when the sun was high
he tricked that steelhead and saw the line go tight
Two spirits fighting, two creatures bold
Bad luck and trouble had finally lost their hold
Fin to fin in every log-jam
This is where they lie
The Deschutes is hot, the bottom's black
They're eye-to-eye
I see why he spend his time on his own