Welcome to Gaia! ::

I'm a juggalo in the worst way/
since the first grade/
I'ma plot my revenge on the world hey/
I can't help it if I'm into weird sh*t/
lookin in the mirror with my eyes closed eatin lipstick/

Why do I call myself a juggalo sucka/
we don't give a motha f*ck watchu got(motha f*ck)/
we don't brown nose or hound dog no weak hoes/
we stand at the bus stop,in yesterdays clothes/

I'm a chainsaw smoker with a thirst for blood/
and since we're on the subject could you give me some/
when I was nineteen,I tried to cut off my tongue/
and mail it to the devil so he'd know my voice when I come/

The Worm Song also known as The Hearse Song (I can never get it or the worms out of my head!)

Do you ever think as a hearse goes by,

that you may be the next to die?

They wrap you up in a big white sheet

From your head down to your feet.

They put you in a big black box,

And cover you up with dirt and rocks.

All goes well for about a week,

Then your coffin begins to leak.

The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out,

The worms play pinochle on your snout.

They eat your eyes, they eat your nose,

They eat the jelly between your toes.

A big green worm with rolling eyes,

Crawls in your stomach and out your eyes.

Your stomach turns a slimy green,

And pus pours out like whipping cream.

You spread it on a slice of bread,

And that's what you eat when you are dead.