Lyrics:
While everything is closing in from these four walls
I need you now more than ever
Good ole Jim Beam just don't cut it anymore
I need the touch of your
Ooh, yeah
Ooh, yeah, yeah
Take another bottle off the wall
Pass it here, ayy
Take another bottle off the wall
Till it disappear, ooh, yeah
This
REAL UNDERGROUND BABY
By Insane Clown Posse
This clown don't smile and honk your nose.
This clown don't wear green goofy clothes.
And this clown
(Yeah, uh, it's your boy Jim Jonsin)
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Yeah, baby
When I touch her she like, oh, when I hug her, oh-oh
When I rub her
(Yeah, uh, it's your boy Jim Jonsin)
Mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm, mmm-hmm
Yeah, baby
When I touch her she like, oh, when I hug her, oh-oh
When I rub her
Jim Jones ? Scarz
[Jim Jones]
I?m speeding through my days
off to see tomorrow but you
get one chance at life (one chance)
so if I do die
Words and Music: Jim Johnston
Solo: Jim Brammer
Excuse me, Miz and Mister Cool,
I didn't mean to stumble on my words, and break your stupid rule,
Aynsley Dunbar (drums)
Jim Pons (bass, vocals, dialog)
Bob Harris (keyboards, vocals)
Don Preston (mini-moog)
What's a girl like you
Doin' in a place like
running the show
I'll do whatever you tell me baby
I'm at your service
Baby I can come by
And pick you up
We'll make love into the night
It's never
to hit the wall though
I couldn't see it for a minute
Shit was hidden, Waldo
They treat it like I'm goin' crazy
I'm just prayin', I don't
It's just I
sung by Jim
It's too cool
To get something done
Too many things move fast
I can't quite get a grip at last
And all the stars don't shine
myself again
We shootin' shots like pretend
Tryna live like Jim and Pam
I'ma work for Charlie, he gon' work for you
And it's gon' work out in the end
crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
just a sign of the power
You feel in you, oh baby
Ghost showers, got you by the hour
You're dancing, too, oh baby
Behind the wall action
Barely
yesterday it rained
"So he went down to the liquor store
"And by noon he felt no pain
"I came in an hour late then I let his supper burn
"Well he hit
the gold guitars and fiddles hanging on the wall
And then he said "Step over this way
There are some of your friends I know you'll want to see
They're
from my friends Johnnie, Jack, and Jim
Gettin' so faded
Tryin' not to face it
But every sip I'm takin'
It only makes me miss you more
Thought I
crosses and you'll never see a-one
But sometimes between the setting and the rising of the sun
You can hear a ghostly bugle
As the men go marching by
Ghost showers just a sign of the power
You feel in you, oh baby
Ghost showers got you by the hour
You're dancing, too, oh baby
Behind the wall
as a memory
Paint a picture on the wall
Leave the colors on the floor
It will blown by the wind
I’m not falling in pieces
I’m following
by sin
I got my first gold front from Ben
Eighty-nine, I was into Rakim
For dropping gems
Most niggas learned a lot from him
Grandma used to cook with
from the foxhole
(God Flow) Aes stay gold like Ponyo
Hard headed, war-vetted, four-legged mongrel
Speak slow order Jim Beam shoots
And split hairs
from my friends Johnnie, Jack, and Jim
Gettin' so faded
Yeah, tryin' not to face it
But every sip I'm takin'
It only makes me miss you more
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