作词 : Clark, Insane Clown Posse Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn Drag 'em in the house, throw 'em in the oven Wicked clown lovin' that dead body grubbin' Tastes like chicken finger lickin' deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I liedI just ate my first dead body last week Still got a finger nail caught in my teeth Before you start yellin' and cursin' my name Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall I'm slidin' and I'm bouncin' off *****t like a hockey puck And my mother's like, "What the ****?" He said I was born of an alien race Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face But I'm not a Martian, you wouldn't understand I'm just a dead body man We got bodies, dead bodies We got fat ones, skinny ones Males, females, hermaphrodites We got somebodies, we got nobodies Bodies, bodies, bodies, whoo! Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van All the little kiddies love the dead body man I drive through my neighborhood ringin' my bell Some people run, 'cause they don't like the smell Others line up just as quick as they can To try to catch a glimpse of the dead body man It's all good, if you can stand the funk, but uh Just don't look in the trunk I drive down Central kickin' the bass Chillin' with my freaks and I'm pickin' her face Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head' Cause my ***** is dead, I'd rather die instead Of a hoe you can't trust, always diggin' a nut A dead body ***** learn to keep her mouth shut Ridin' in the back is my dead body crew Only they can never think of nothin' to do If you think I'm sick take a look at yourself You got dead deer heads up on your shelf On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand I'm just the dead body man We also collect dead bodies So, if you know any dead people Or you yourself are plannin' on dyin' soon We'll be happy to come to your house and pay cash for it We appreciate good healthy stiffs for our dinner Woo hoo!Call me the dead body man(Someone give 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Just sell 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(You can mail 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Br-bring 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Won't ya give 'em to me?) Call me the dead body man(You can sell 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Just mail 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Br-bring 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(You can give 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(You can sell 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Won't ya mail 'em to me?) Call me the dead body man(You can bring 'em to me) Call me the dead body man Call me the dead body man
作词 : Clark, Insane Clown Posse Dead bodies, dead bodies all over the street Fifty-five, sixty-five bodies at least I hang with the stiffs till the break of dawn I'm always finding bodies when I'm mowing the lawn Drag 'em in the house, throw 'em in the oven Wicked clown lovin' that dead body grubbin' Tastes like chicken finger lickin' deep fried I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I liedI just ate my first dead body last week Still got a finger nail caught in my teeth Before you start yellin' and cursin' my name Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane Second I was born, doctor threw me against the wall Kicked open the doors and he whipped me down the hall I'm slidin' and I'm bouncin' off *****t like a hockey puck And my mother's like, "What the ****?" He said I was born of an alien race Born with a hatchet and a juggalo face But I'm not a Martian, you wouldn't understand I'm just a dead body man We got bodies, dead bodies We got fat ones, skinny ones Males, females, hermaphrodites We got somebodies, we got nobodies Bodies, bodies, bodies, whoo! Dead bodies, dead bodies in the back of my van All the little kiddies love the dead body man I drive through my neighborhood ringin' my bell Some people run, 'cause they don't like the smell Others line up just as quick as they can To try to catch a glimpse of the dead body man It's all good, if you can stand the funk, but uh Just don't look in the trunk I drive down Central kickin' the bass Chillin' with my freaks and I'm pickin' her face Maggots and bugs like to crawl on her head' Cause my ***** is dead, I'd rather die instead Of a hoe you can't trust, always diggin' a nut A dead body ***** learn to keep her mouth shut Ridin' in the back is my dead body crew Only they can never think of nothin' to do If you think I'm sick take a look at yourself You got dead deer heads up on your shelf On your key chain is a little baby rabbit's hand I'm just the dead body man We also collect dead bodies So, if you know any dead people Or you yourself are plannin' on dyin' soon We'll be happy to come to your house and pay cash for it We appreciate good healthy stiffs for our dinner Woo hoo!Call me the dead body man(Someone give 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Just sell 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(You can mail 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Br-bring 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Won't ya give 'em to me?) Call me the dead body man(You can sell 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Just mail 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Br-bring 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(You can give 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(You can sell 'em to me) Call me the dead body man(Won't ya mail 'em to me?) Call me the dead body man(You can bring 'em to me) Call me the dead body man Call me the dead body man
