Insane Clown Posse - Southwest Song Lyrics
Good people sometimes think bad thingsGood people dream bad things, dont youGood people even do bad thingsOnce in a while, we doFactory smoke and choke in painCuz del ray funk is in my brainSo I break the law but Im not to blameYou only know my place, you dont know my nameWell, I grip the fence and bent the stealAnd I steal a car and I grip the wheelAnd I park the car then I steal it againCuz I really dont know whats happeningI wait for night to fall then I walk outsideAnd then I run back in cuz I dont wanna dieYou see, the air alone, it can corrupt your brainAs smoke fills the sky enough to block the rainAnd I pray to God to help me justifyLook over me cuz my brain is friedAnd I dont have a name, I dont have a homeI just lay alone on my bed of stoneYou see, death awaits me on my narrow pathAnd when I stop to think I can only laughBecause Im not alone, it didnt take me longTo see everybody singing that southwest songWooooooo oh we-ohEverybody singing that southwest songSome say Im real and some say Im fakeBut I really dont care cuz its all too lateYou see, my mind is weak and Im losing breathAs I crawl along I can feel the deathEverywhere I go I bring with me prideAnd then I pay the carny and I take a rideBut see, the wheel is wicked and it spins me deathSo I try it again with what pride is leftIf we have to go then you can take me fastYou see, I started under and Im sinking fastAnd when the jokers card is missing from your deckThen you know the road has finally caught my neckEh, yo, dont look, now, there we go againIts me and the grim reaper, best of friendsHes always hanging round waitin for me to dieWe shot a game of pool, hes not a bad guyI feel him in the corner of a circled roomAt about thirteen in the afternoonAnd then I see the strain as I walk alongI notice everybody singing that southwest songWooooooo oh we-ohEverybody singing that southwest songWhat does seem bad to you?Im angry...What does seem bad to you?Im angryEverybody singing that southwest songIf my time has come, then Im ready to goShoot me in the face with your forty-fourAnd when Im falling down to my soury deathIll laugh with my very last breath (hahaha)Lose some, win some, thats how it goesIve been down and out, I took many blowsAnd there aint nothing here I aint seen beforeIm just a jugglin juggla jugglin moreYou wanna see the world, you wanna run the townYou wanna meet a girl and wanna settle downYou wanna start a family and ya own a homeI wanna run with a set from the ghetto zoneYou see the forks up, I see the forks downBut Im a wicked clown, so dont ***** aroundCuz my brain is gone and its on its wayIm exploding, so get off me, dog!!!And I could be right and I could be wrongAnd if I aint dead now then it wont be longBut it does not matter what set you onTonight everybody sings that southwest songWooooooo oh we-ohEverybody singing that southwest songWhat seems bad to you?Is hitting other kids?
