Song Title: 3 Rings Album: Riddle Box JC#: 3 Artist: Insane Clown Posse (phone ring) �Hello?� �You have a collect call from: 'Fuckoff'. Please answer the following questions �yes� or �no�. Will you pay for the call?� Announcer: "Is this on? Gather around my wealthy friends, and endure the horrifying sights only your worst nightmares could produce! Actual human beings of a deformed nature. Come at once, and come and endulge yourself in our own twisted amusement of another's misfortune. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, enter our 3-ring show of freaks!" VJ: "Ring 1, a dung a dung dung My name's Violent J and I staple my tongue To the desk in school then I run down the hall Scaring the shit outta all y'all, bitches! Which is fine, you don't invite mine to your party Just cuz I don't look like everybody. I guess you�re just bunch of richboys, bitchboys Scary! (b-b-bwah!) And what's the big deal about my neck, Just because now and then I like to let it stretch Up a couple feet to get a better sight. Is that any reason to scream and run in fright? No! So, now how ya gonna act? So what if I got another arm growin� out of my back? I guess I'm just another freak show thang And now they got me in the three ri-he-he-hing." [CHORUS:] 3-ring, a-din-a-ding-ding People look/love to point and stare Three ring a-ding-a-ding-ding It's the same as everywhere [x2] S2D: "Ring 2, how do ya do? I'm Shaggy 2 Dope, chicken-faced bitch. (who?) You! Don't try to front ho Try to play me out just cuz I'm running with the sideshow. So maybe it's the leg growin� out my neck But don't jet baby, heh, not yet. I'm popping in like a pound of lead Doctor blew his next roll and dropped me on my head. Oh shit, I knew it had to fuck up my circuits, Cuz when I was 2 my momma left me at the circus Abandoned at the carnival with the freak shows Like batboy, hermaphrodites and old man croak. But then I escaped to the ghetto zone Started a crew of my own, motherfucker, I'm not alone. So don't be stickin� your finger in my face, stank Or your stomach might receive a shank/shake from the 3-ring freak." [CHORUS] Announcer: "I certainly hope you�re enjoying yourselves here at our 3-ring exhibit. But to be honest, I really don't see what's so fuckin� funny about it, these fuckin� people are real!" "Ring 3, the I.C.P.! Look if you want but I wouldn't lay a hand on me. That's how you get fucked up We'll squeeze your windpipe shut." VJ: "Yo! I'm a nerd, word, I drink from the bird. Have Snakewoman kick my love to the curb. She busted into my tent, now I'm fucked Had the fat bearded lady in the buck, Ehw!" S2D: "Fuck that, bitch, suck that I was born with a wang but I never had a nut sac. It�s two balls hangin� with no protection, so I move real careful and slow" VJ: "You can call me a weirdo, call me a freak Call me Don Knots cuz I'm getting on it every week, uh. So come see the carnival and throw me your change, bitch. I chill with the 3 rings." [CHORUS repeats] Announcer: "Well, that's it. I hope you're satisfied. I hope you had a good time you fuckin� heartless bastards. You saw what you wanted, so grab your fuckin� kid, and that fat flop of shit wife of yours, and get the fuck out of our circus tent, you cold-hearted sons of bitches! You think they look fucked up? Just wait till I kick your fuckin� lips in a couple times! You'll be sittin� up here like a bitch, and we'll laughing at your folded ass. They'll call you lumpy, after I�m done puttin� knots all over your fuckin� forehead. Yeah. Hey! Hey little boy! Come�ere. How'd you like it if I tied your neck in a knot you fuckin� little bitch! Come�ere, I'll shove that fuckin� corn dog up your ass. Get the fuck outta here! The show's fuckin� over! Get the fuck outta here you fuckin� heartless bastards!"