Ladies and gentlemen

I present to you, the Terror Wheel

The most horrifying, terrifying

Mystifying ride available to the Dead

Gather round my dead friends

And witness the bizarre, horrid dictales

As told to you by your favorite

Serial killer clown slaughterers

The ICP! (yay!!!)

So who will be brave enough to step into this ride?

Just follow the trail of blood into the red tent

(oooh!)

There, your host Willa B. Rags, will strap you in

And you shal experience, the wheel!

So gather and watch, look and learn

The ways of the Terror Wheel

Oh, look, there goes one now

He's walking in, good luck fella

There he goes, they're locking him into the case





Greetings, I'm Willa B. Rags

Prepare for your first stop, the Dead Body Man!

Ahahahahaha!!!





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 gloven

Tastes like chicken finger lickin deep fried

I ate a dead body, but don't tell, I lied

I just ate my first dead body last week

Still gots the finger nail caught in my teeth

Before you start yelling and cursing my name

Remember something's wrong with my brain, insane

Second I was born, doctor threw me 'gainst the wall

Kicked open the door and he whipped me down the hall

I'm sliding and I'm bouncing off shit like a hockey puck

And my mother's like "What the fuck?!"

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-ac