| Stepping out of the whipping and piercing rain, in walks a wicked clown…
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| Violent J.
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| One of Death’s good friends they say (hey, look at that). |
| You’ve never
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| seen a cloud that
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| dark in the middle of the day… headed straight this way.
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| I hope everything’s okay
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| The sky is falling. |
| This shit’s gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
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| I think the sky is falling. |
| This shit’s gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
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| The fuckin sky is falling. |
| This shit’s gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
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| I feel the wind is calling me Spinning back down to earth riding in a tornado, lands a wicked clown…
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| Shaggy 2 Dope,
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| Southwest Strangla. |
| Known to give the dead hope. |
| And the air is right
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| for some impending
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| judgement (when it rains, it pours) and judging by the look of the sky,
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| this might be it…
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| judging by the look of the sky
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| The sky is falling. |
| This shit’s gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
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| I think the sky is falling. |
| This shit’s gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
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| The fuckin sky is falling. |
| This shit’s gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
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| I feel the wind is calling me The sky is falling. |
| This shit’s gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
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| I think the sky is falling. |
| This shit’s gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
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| The fuckin sky is falling. |
| This shit’s gunna be fun, be fun, be fun
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| I feel the wind is calling me |