Lyrics for the CD "Great Milenko" - Bands - http://maxpages.com/juggalosworld/Great

(Chorus:) Great Milenko (Ha Ha-Ha Ha Haaa…) Great Milenko (Hm-hm-Hm-hm
Ha-ha-Ha-ha) Great Milenko (Ha Ha-Ha Ha Haaa…) Great Milenko
(Hm-hm-Hm-hm Ha-ha-Ha-ha) (end chorus) (Chorus) Come one, come all, and
witness magic! I introduce to you an occult sorcerer of the ancient
craft of Necromancy. A caster of mind-bending illusions, from the
nethervoid of the shadow walkers, excel from Shangra La…The great
Milenko. (Chorus) (Chorus) Ladies and Gentlemen, witness the keeper of
arcane, wicked voodoo magic. A beguiler of spells, hexes, and curses,
with the help of potions, talismans, and ancient relics from the
forbidden realms of the dark carnival. Ladies and Gentlemen… The
Great…Milenko! (Chorus w/Milenko echo) (Chorus w/Milenko echo)

Hokos Pokos
Serial Slaughterin' Strangulars, Jugglin' Jugulin' Juggulas, Fall-in,
fat floppy titty freaks…ICfuckingP's in the Haugh!(Hoo Hoo!)
Abracadabra, boom shaka day, I'm Violent J, and I'm back like a
vertebrae. And I come with a hat full of tricks, Trunk full of faygo,
car full of fat chicks. Ha Ha-Ha Ha Ha Ha-Ha-Ha, fuck you. Wicked
Clowns, we'd like to say what's up, to the Cobras, X-men, and Counts,
And everybody with clown love, even sucks I never heard of. Roll into
town, and out with the big top, Four cards down, and two more still to
drop. And when it does, I'd pack up and hit the road, Cuz I don't wanna
see your head explode! Toss me an ax, and I'll toss you a dead chicken,
Add a buck, ya get a two liter wit' 'em. And when the genie says on with
the show, it's Hokus Pokus Joker's, Great Milenko. (Once again, It's the
psychotic carnival creatures in the ha…) (chorus:) Hokus Pokus Joker's
ride, Come take a spin on a carny-ride (end chorus) (Southwest slivering
snakes of darkness.)(w/Milenko echo) (chorus) Shazaam, Bam! Shaka-laka
lokey, Shaggy the clown back like scoliosis, Call me a
psycho-skitzo-freak, and I'll call you by your name! (Dick anus) Cuz I
could give two shits and a fuck, I bounce down Frimmer in a
popcorn-clown truck. I'm a circus ninja southwest voodoo wizard, I grab
ya gizzard! Jump on the carpet, let's take a spin, Everybody's waitin'
for the show to begin. Up to the top, by the neck, and let ya go, (Wow!)
Try to land in a glass of faygo! (UH!) You suck! Ya missed the fucking
glass, Broke ya neck, and busted ya fucking ass, But the genie says on
with the show, Hokus Pokus Jokers, Great Milenko! (What awaits you after
death? Rub the lamp and explore!) (chorus) (Enter Milenko's funhouse!
Walk right through the wretched hall!)(w/Milenko echo) (chorus) F-F-Fuck
off! F-F-Fuck off! Clown dog…Freak dog… Joker dog…Milenko dog… (Visions
of Joker cards flashing in your mother's face!) (Female chorus) Rude boy
and Chunky, down wit' the clown, First time we ever went to Mexican
town. I remember, we couldn't pay the bill, they got hot, And beat us
down in the fucking parking lot! (Fuck you!) Toljest, Jump Steady, and
Nate the Mack, Tagged ICP by the train tracks! And it was on, the dawn
of a new day, Magical carpets creepin' down the freeway. (Hoo Hoo)
Walked in a gypsy's tent with a food stamp, And walked out with a
magical limp, yeah, I met Milenko, he gave me three wishes, That night,
I fuch three fat bitches!Stan et the fuckit' it, forget it, I'll
rip ya face off, and wipe my ass wit' it! When the genie says on with
the show, It's Hokus Pokus Jokers, Great Milenko! (Primal order, magic
train, come join us in song!) (chorus) (City to village, hamlet to town,
the show must go on!)(w/Milenko echo) (chorus) (Giant ladies, bearded
ladies, radiant ladies! Ladies?) (female chorus) (Clouds of darkness,
and underneath them come the clown!) (chorus) Fuck that!

Piggy Pie
Ahhh! They get it! Woo! We got some fresh fills for your fat chicken-ass
to snack on, bitch! So here, start wit' a slice of this fresh piggy pie,
mother fuka! The first little piggy, his house is made of wood, He lives
in a chicken turkey piggy neighborhood. He likes to fu** his sister, and
drink his moonshine, A typical redneck filthy fu****' swine! I rode into
town with my ax in my holster, Everybody knows about the wicked piggy
roaster. A farmer at the border, he tried to take me out, I drew my ax
with the quickness, and cut his chicken feathers out! Walked in the
village, and to the piggy's place, He opened up his door, and popped me
in the face. It blew me off the porch, and cracked my head in half, But
I'm a Juggalo, so it only made me laugh. (Hehe!) Forty in hand, I rose
from the dead, And threw with all my might, I made a pig noise off his
head. Since we out west, I had a little fun, And pulled his fu****'
tongue out the back of his cranium! (Chorus:) Three little piggies, to
make a piggy pie. There's nothing like the sound when you hear a piggy
cry. I might use a gun, (No!) I might use an ax, (yes!) The carnival's
in town, come and get your freaky sex! (end chorus) The second little
piggy, his house is made of brick, And this little piggy is a mutha
fu****' dik. He sits on his bench and gets all the respect, But if I get
a chance, I'm goin' straight for the neck. He walked in the room, and
everybody rose, Lopped off bucket chillin' underneath my clothes. First
they let the piggy, now you can finally sit, But what this piggy don't
know is he's about to get his neck wet! Now I see the baliff, I'm
thinkin' what the fu**? I can smoke this room before his hearing aid
will pick it up. Old-ass man, I let him get away, That tired mutha
fu**a, probably die tomorrow anyway. Here come the piggy, it's time for
my case, His eyes are blood red with a wicked lookin' face. He saw my
joker's smile, and sentenced me a dime, So I racked on the bucket, made
it fu****' rain pork rhines! (chorus) (chorus) The last little piggy,
his house is made of gold, He lives in a mansion on his own private
road, I started walking down it, the gaurd he told me wait, I bounced
off his head and did a Jackie Chan over the gate! Cuz this little piggy,
must definatly fry, I'm a lop his nugget off and toss it in the sky. And
then I watch the moon take the form of the devil, And pull it out the
sky, and beat it with a shovel. People in my city, they fight for they
meals, He sleeps on a matress stuffed with hundred dollar bills. A
ritchie is the devil, he never really made it, So I'm a take his money
stack and stuff his face wit' it. Opened up his door, he's sleeping in
his bed, I grabbed a brick, and roller-laid it upside his head. He
begged for his life, I told him it's too late, It took away his dough
and watched the devil suffocate, cuz I need (chorus) (chorus) (chorus)
(chorus) Rrrrriiinnng. "Hotline." "H-Hello?" "Whuddup." "What's up. I
not sure that I wanna live any more, that's what's up." "Hold
On!…………………………Helloo?" "I-I need someone to talk to." "Call your mom."
"My mother died last year." "Serves her right, bitch! Hahahaha! I'm just
playin', fu**-nuts. Listen! Whenever you're feelin' low, just page me,
and I'll call you." "You will?" "Sure. I'll call you a nerdy bitch for
botherin' me! Now! Don't blow your fu****' head off." "Why not? Who
cares if I do?" "The poor guy who's gotta clean that shi* up! If you're
gonna do it, do it outside or somethin'!" "Y-You think I won't really do
it, don't ya?" "Honestly, I could give a rat's ass." "You think I won't,
huh? You think I'm kidding? You think I'm-" "Do it! Do it Fu****! Bring
me the gun, I'll fu****' do it for ya!" BOOM! "Hello? Hello? Are ya
there?" "Hello?" "I knew ya wouldn't do it, ya scary bitch!"

How Many Times
(chorus:) How many times will I ask myself why, how many times? How many
times will I ask myself why, how many times will I cry? (end chorus)
(chorus) How many times will you honk your horn and say fu** you? Now
what the fu** does that do? Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass,
How 'bout I stop my car, and beat your fu****' ass? How many times will
my neighbor beat his wife? Somewhere in that house there's a butcher
knife. Fu****' drunk, swingin' his fists about, Why don't you wait till
he sleeps, then take him out? How many times will I sit in a hot car?
Traffic jam, been sittin' for a fuc*in' hour. Must be an accident, I
hope nobody died, Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side!
The gawkers roll by and creep slow, Hopin' they can see a mangled body
show. Some park, and stand there and watch it all, With their kids, they
point, and fuc*in' stare! (and just look!) I remember one time I was
pulled over, Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over. People watching,
hoping that he shoots me, I just wanted to choke their fuc*ing heads!
(chorus w/vocal ad lib) (chorus) How many times will I wait in a line,
It's three-thirty, I fuc*in' got herecry? (end chorus) (chorus) How many
times will you honk your horn and say fu** you? Now what the fu** does
that do? Ya feel better now? I didn't let ya pass, How 'bout I stop my
car, and beat your fu****' ass? How many times will my neighbor beat his
wife? Somewhere in that house there's a butcher knife. Fu****' drunk,
swingin' his fists about, Why don't you wait till he sleeps, then take
him out? How many times will I sit in a hot car? Traffic jam, been
sittin' for a fuc*in' hour. Must be an accident, I hope nobody died,
Finally get there, and the crash is on the other side! The gawkers roll
by and creep slow, Hopin' they can see a mangled body show. Some park,
and stand there and watch it all, With their kids, they point, and
fuc*in' stare! (and just look!) I remember one time I was pulled over,
Handcuffed, the cop was like, show's over. People watching, hoping that
he shoots me, I just wanted to choke their fuc*ing heads! (chorus
w/vocal ad lib) (chorus) How many times will I wait in a line, It's
three-thirty, I fuc*in' got here at nine. I'm finally up to the front,
can't wait another minute, Why am I here? To pay a fuc*ing parking
ticket. The lady at the counter acts like a fuc*in' bitch, No smiles, no
help, you're just a piece of shi*, I'm gettin' pissed, calm down, fu**
it, forget it, Back to my car, and there it is, another ticket! How many
times will a crackhead smoke crack, And ask me for some money cuz he
wants crack, Give him money, again, he's coming back, Walk away, and
here's another, "Gimmie crack." How many time will a kid give a dirty
look, A little punk-ass bitch tryin to be a crook, I wrote the book, I
was out robbin' liquor stores, When you were just a nut stain in your
mama'a drawers. (chorus w/vocal ad lib) (chorus) How many times will you
steal my car stereo, It don't even work, ya feel like a bitch, don't ya?
I vacuum all the fuc*in' glass off from my seat, I sit down, and got a
piece stuck in my butt-cheek. How many times did I walk in, and just
sit, And have to listen, and learn all this bullshi*, Learnin' history
and science, fuc*in' wait, Knowin' that, will that put food on my plate?
Yeah, can I walk into McDonald's, into the counter, And tell 'em you can
make limestone from gunpowder, Will they give me a cheeseburger if I
know that shi*? Fu** no, fu** you, and shut your fu**in' lip! How many
times will a judge decide my fate, Who is he? A bitch! Nothin' great. He
takes shi*s, and fu** his old floppy wife, Plays with his balls and
judges my life! (And who the fu**

South-West Voodoo
(vocal ad lib) Voodoo, runnin' from my magic. (chorus:) Ray kay shay,
Shooga-booga ba, Southwest Voodoo's in the haugh! Wicked voodoo doped up
killa! Magic, dark magic, yo. (end chorus) Met this kid named Louie Lou,
He thought he could fu** with this voodoo. So I turned his head into a
lima bean, And then flicked it off his shoulders……ping! From Mookan
House to Shangra La, Egyptian Pharohs, kumpa-ta. Follow me, and join us
as we pray, To the seventeen moons of Kunga Delray. Walked in the
luchroom chantin' spells, With bamboo bitches and voodoo bells, Got my
own food, who wants some? I got possum nipples and raccoon tongue. A
non-believer once started to laugh, So I launched a fireball up his
punk-ass! Then everybody heard him squeal, "This voodoo shit's for
real!" It just takes: (pre-chorus:) A head from a newt, a wing from a
bat, A tongue from a snake, a tail from a rat, A neck from a chicken, an
eye from a crow, And a little itty-bitty itty drip of faygo! (end
pre-chorus) (chorus) (chorus) Gripped out fauna on a windy night, Ya see
voodoo scribblins in the moonlight, Painted all on the city street, It's
the ancient craft of gang-bangin'! Hey! J! What's in the bag? A shrunken
head, and shrivled scrotum sac! Why? Ya think voodoo's fake? Come to the
graveyard, I'll make the dead wake. Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba. Sleep
no longer, raise, quick! Raise, raise, shooga-boom ba, "Leave us alone,
you fuc*in' punk bitch!" Well, fu** it, I ain't that done yet, But one
day you can bet I'm a freak! (w/echo) We'll make the whole world dance
with the dead, And just like my homey said, it only takes, (pre-chorus)
(chorus) (chorus) Voodoo, runnin' from my magic, Voodoo, runnin' from my
magic, Voodoo, runnin' from my magic, I'll make a voodoo doll of ya, and
fling ya nuts! (pre-chorus) (pre-chorus) (chorus) (chorus)(w/vocal as
lib) "And now, the flying Fritz brothers……" "Ooooooo……" "Ahhhhhh……"
"Ohhhhhh……" "Uh!Ah!Ahhhhhhh!!!!!!" Splat.

Halls of Illusions

Ticket please, thanks, walk through the doors, Into the Halls of
Illusion and visit yours, To see what could've, and should've, and
would've been real, But you had to fu** up the whole deal. Let's take a
walk down the hallway, It's a long way, it takes all day, And when we
get to the end, ya find a chair, With straps and chains, we slap you in
there! Lock you down tight, so you can't move a thread, And, pull your
eyelids up over your head! Cuz you're about to witness an Illusionary
dream, It's just too bad it ain't worth seeing. You walk in and see two
kids on the floor, They're playin' nintendo, and he's got the high
score, And sittin behind them, chillin' in the chair, Is your wife, and
you look, oh, you ain't there! It's some other man, and they're hand in
hand, How she looks so happy, ya don't understand, See, this isn't a
notion, it never came true… All because of you! Back to reality and what
you're about, Your wife can't smile, cuz you knocked her teeth out! And
she can't see straight from gettin' hit, Cuz you're a fat fu**in' drunk
piece of shi*! But it's all good, here, come have a beer, I'll break the
top off and, and shove it in your ear! And your death comes wicked,
painful, and slow… At the hands of Milenko! (chorus:) Greawould've been
real, But you had to fu** up the whole deal. Let's take a walk down the
hallway, It's a long way, it takes all day, And when we get to the end,
ya find a chair, With straps and chains, we slap you in there! Lock you
down tight, so you can't move a thread, And, pull your eyelids up over
your head! Cuz you're about to witness an Illusionary dream, It's just
too bad it ain't worth seeing. You walk in and see two kids on the
floor, They're playin' nintendo, and he's got the high score, And sittin
behind them, chillin' in the chair, Is your wife, and you look, oh, you
ain't there! It's some other man, and they're hand in hand, How she
looks so happy, ya don't understand, See, this isn't a notion, it never
came true… All because of you! Back to reality and what you're about,
Your wife can't smile, cuz you knocked her teeth out! And she can't see
straight from gettin' hit, Cuz you're a fat fu**in' drunk piece of shi*!
But it's all good, here, come have a beer, I'll break the top off and,
and shove it in your ear! And your death comes wicked, painful, and
slow… At the hands of Milenko! (chorus:) Great Milenko, wave your wand!
(Don't look now, your life is gone) This is all because of you! (What
you got yourself into) (end chorus) (chorus) Look who's next, it's Mr.
Clark, The dirty old man from the trailer park. Ya got your ticket?
Thanks, take your coat off, And later on, why not? I'll rip your throat
off. Let's take a walk down the hallway, It's a long way, it takes all
day, And when ya get to the end, ya find a chair, Ya see all the blood?
Yeah, ya boy was just here! We get all dif

Under the Moon

I'm still here..under the moon. I was just a child but you seemed like
so much more. The way you would approach me and drift across the floor,
I'd see you in the hall and you'd kiss me with a smile. I never
understood it was I even worth your while? The other kids at school they
would hate me and they'd spit. Cuz I was just a no one to them I wasn't
shi*. But you would always hold me and stand there by my side, We were
only 17 we'd be together till we died. But then it all happened the ever
dreadful day. Somebody tried to rape you and now I'll make him pay. You
pointed him out to me- my thoughts began to race. I took my daddy's 45
and shot him in the fuc*in' face! I did it all for you and though I'm
facin' years I would do the time just to equal all your tears The last
thing that you told me when I left the courtroom Is that we'd always be
together... cuz we're both under the moon. "I'll forever love you even
in your doom, we'll always be together cuz we're both under the moon" I
sit here in my cell and the walls are made of stone I justified your
pain but now I sit alone I write another letter I write one everyday I
never got a letter back I write em anyway I try to call collect- your
number has been changed I'm starin at the light bulb and I start to feel
deranged You never came to visit me I sit facin tha glass No-one's on
tha other side and now its in tha past My head is always spinnin I'm
poundin' on the wall I feel like I'm forgotten no sign of you at all
You're probably gettin' married you're probably gettin fu**ed I'll break
out of this cage and try to cut that muthafu**a up I curl up in the
corner my body will corrode, My teeth are turning into dust skin is
growing mold I'm starin' out tha window of my eternal doom I know that
you are out there... somewhere underneath the moon. "I'll forever love
you even in your doom we'll always be together cuz we're both under the Moon"

What is a Juggalo?

(vocal ad lib) What is a juggalo? Lemme think for a second. (well?) Oh,
he gets butt naked. And then he walks through the street winkin' at
freaks, Wit a two-liter stuck in his butt-cheeks! What is a juggalo? He
just don't care. He might try to put a weave in his nut hair. Cuz he
could give a fu** less what a bitch thinks, He tell her that her butt
stinks, and all that, What is a juggalo? He drinks like a fish, And then
he starts huggin' people like a drunk bitch, Next thing he's pickin'
fights with his best friends, Then he starts with the huggin' again,
fu**, What is a juggalo? A fuc*in' lunatic. Somebody with a rope tied to
his dik, Then he jumps out a ten-story window………oh! (chorus:) What is a
juggalo? A juggalo? If that's what it is, well fu** if I know. What is a
juggalo? I don't know, but I'm down with the clown, and I'm down for
life, yo. (end chorus) (chorus) (vocal breakdown) What is a juggalo? A
dead body. Well he ain't really dead, but he ain't like anybody That
you've ever met before. He'll eat Monopoly and shi* out Connect Four.
What is a jug- What the fu**? Connec-man, that shi*'s was

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