The Killing Fields (Explicit)

The Killing Fields (Explicit) - Insane Clown Posse

Laying in my bed I think of many horror tales

Yet I barely move my bed is made of nails

I try to roll my skin slowly tears away

My flesh is stuck to my bed as I begin my day

Walking out the house this morning the sky is red

The streets are crowded with the bodies of the living dead

They're trying to die they're leaping off of roof tops

Uh they only scream in pain as their body flops

I'd rather stay inside my home and only pray to die

But my house is been on fire since like '85

I can only stand a night of the fatal smoke

But see you never die you only burn and choke

And so I leave out the house and walk the land

Wild pigs run and feed off the dying man

And look around you there's bodies hanging from the trees

But they're not dying they're only crying "Please"

I hear the thunder in the sky so I run in hide

The deadly rain may soon come down you got to get inside

The lunatics see the lightning they're screaming yes

It's raining blood the streets are a bloody mess

About once or twice a week though it thunder storms

That's when giant heavy red and black clouds form

It's raining blood livers and kidneys from the sky

Prepare 'cause when you die you're coming to the killing fields

What shall that be What shall that be

When that fine moment comes

When the curtains are drawn the windows are shut

The doors close and you've written what you've written

You said it that's it what will you look to be

What about it mister when you've had your last beer

You laughed at family and laughed at your little wife

She begged you not to go out to that bar

As I feed off a dead pig I'm thinking back

To when I had a heart beat and how I would act

I would steal from the poor I'd laugh at the sick

But in the killing fields you get your f**king neck ripped

So as I walk along I meet a lot of strange folks

Some people with no eyes and gashed open throats

And if they notice your eyeballs are working well

They try to dig 'em out your skull and go for self

Now in the summertime it's like a whole 'nother realm

Water victims fire and oceans overwhelm

To walk outside the heat will surely cook your brains

Try to run across the street your hair will burst in flames

Victims in a panic run from the heated light

Underneath the city into the sewer pipes

Into the fire storm this becomes your new land

But there's no food so you feed off the other men

And now it's been seven months I'm barely fed

I chase a billy billy goat with a human's head

He's steady screaming "Let me be Let me be "

But while I chase him there's another demon chasing me

All of time moves backwards I'm growing old

And the clouds are burning fire and so I'm told

That there's a lot of living souls such as the rich

That choose to live like a b**ch I'll see you in the killing fields

You've had your big time of lust and sin and filth

What is the end going to be when you realize that time is up

You've crossed the finish line going in the wrong direction

What shall it be What about it ya man

When you spent your life in a few years time

You're burned out shell at 25 years of age

What shall it be What about it

You could go to hell what shall it be

You could go to hell what shall it be

You could go to hell what shall it be

You could go to hell what shall it be

You could go to hell

Come come on down down

Come come on down down

Come come on down down

Come come on down down

Come come on down down

Come come on down down

Come come on down down

Come come on down down