Insane Clown Posse - Prom Queen Lyrics
Wont you be my prom queen? (another morning)Wont you be my prom queen?Everybody has a real good timeWont you be my prom queen? (must take for my senior prom)Wont you be my prom queen?Everybody has a real good timeAnother morning, I must get up and go to schoolIm taking too long gettin dressed, tryin to look my bestBecause today is not your ordinary every morningMy high school prom is coming up and I hear my daddys warningsIm going to find myself a girl to take to the promI shouldnt have too much trouble because imIm very nice, my mother says Im very handsomeWhen I wear my good vest, and mother knows bestI got to school, I straggle through the hallwaysI stop and gaze at all the girls just like alwaysBut this time, I must now approach them (or)Or my daddy might get mad and break my wrist again(ow)And so I chose her, her hair, it matches with her faceShe is so lovely, my heart pulse begin to raceI make my way between her friends and to her presenceHello, christine, would you be my prom queen?Id rather die, Id rather die, Id rather die...(repeat over)(would you be my prom queen? no! aaah! prom queen)There was a time when I could except a noThat was before, christine is gonna have to goMy parents will be proud of me when I bring her homeSo now I sit and watch her practice in the gym domeChristine is famous, she has so many different friendsWill they miss her when shes dead or will they just pretendNobody talks to me, I only talk to iAnd I been telling myself all day, shes gotta dieGood morning, everybody. this is principal rogers, and I would justLike to congradulate our senior class and wish them a great time at tonightsProm dance.Wont you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom baby)Wont you be my prom queen?Everybody has a real good timeIt was really *****in easy, Im a human haterI took a towel from the locker room to suffocate herI had to throw away her gym bag and all her foldersAnd when it got dark, I carried her home on myShouldersMy daddy was asleep, when I snuck her in the backI thought about my situation and its kind of whackIt sounds cheap, but were having prom in my cellarBut shes dead, I guess Ill never have to tell herI took the bottles of tamiace, four dollars worthI took the seventeen dollars that was in her purseI bought balloons and streamers and stuff to munchI had a dollar left, I bought a faygo punchI hung the streamers and balloons on my basement wallI banged my head a couple times, Im just too *****in tallI would have took her to the school like a normal manBut I had to kill her first theyd never understandI put a record on and then I picked her up to danceI bet she cannot feel the woody growing in my pantsI know my daddy would be proud of all that Ive doneInstead of burning me, hed probably come and hug his sonI think about it as I dance slowly to the beatThe more I think about it tears are rolling down my cheekI hope I showed christine a night like no otherAfter all, thats how my daddy did my motherOur seniors deserve a night to celebrate withFriends, celebrateAll their great work. prom night is your very ownSpecial night,And everybody always remember their high school prom.Wont you be my prom queen? (I can be your prom baby)Wont you be my prom queen?Everybody has a real good time
