[Verse 1]
It's Halloween I recommend you get protection
It's been a year, time to have a resurrection
They'll think you're mad and that you need to be sectioned
I never talk but this can be an exception
I'm Art the Clown, I think it's time we had a massacre
I don't do things by halves yea all my work is quiet spectacular
The guts and gore, I'm pretty sure they stretch parameters
But screw it, I still do it, killing teens to lonely janitors
My bag is packed with my tools, time to play
I'm off to hunt a bunch of youths, Freddy K
If all the hacking and the slashing doesn't make you wanna leave
I promise when the credits roll you’ll have an honorary med degree
[Chorus]
Welcome to the circus, I’m serving trauma on a plate
If you get a smile and a little wave, it’s already too late
The blood it flows with your dying groans
As the sanity erodes
Your life to me means less, than the dot upon my nose
[Verse 2]
Would you like a little rose? or maybe i should just propose?
I know it all seems juxtaposed
I'll split your head from your toes
You got a tape inside your trick or treat candy
I pull a ring move just slaughter the family
I use a little knife when I slash, call me Stanley
I'm a joker, you misunderstand me
So just face it, you won't make it
You got me staring with these eyes fixated
A lot of killings and a lot of cold cases
I tailor family portraits and I'm leaving blank spaces
I love a chase I'm even giving you a head start
Unless you're stupid and you're sitting with your car parked
I'II paint my name, but the medium don't ask..
I got this murder business down to a fine ART
It's Halloween I recommend you get protection
It's been a year, time to have a resurrection
They'll think you're mad and that you need to be sectioned
I never talk but this can be an exception
I'm Art the Clown, I think it's time we had a massacre
I don't do things by halves yea all my work is quiet spectacular
The guts and gore, I'm pretty sure they stretch parameters
But screw it, I still do it, killing teens to lonely janitors
My bag is packed with my tools, time to play
I'm off to hunt a bunch of youths, Freddy K
If all the hacking and the slashing doesn't make you wanna leave
I promise when the credits roll you’ll have an honorary med degree
[Chorus]
Welcome to the circus, I’m serving trauma on a plate
If you get a smile and a little wave, it’s already too late
The blood it flows with your dying groans
As the sanity erodes
Your life to me means less, than the dot upon my nose
[Verse 2]
Would you like a little rose? or maybe i should just propose?
I know it all seems juxtaposed
I'll split your head from your toes
You got a tape inside your trick or treat candy
I pull a ring move just slaughter the family
I use a little knife when I slash, call me Stanley
I'm a joker, you misunderstand me
So just face it, you won't make it
You got me staring with these eyes fixated
A lot of killings and a lot of cold cases
I tailor family portraits and I'm leaving blank spaces
I love a chase I'm even giving you a head start
Unless you're stupid and you're sitting with your car parked
I'II paint my name, but the medium don't ask..
I got this murder business down to a fine ART
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