Insane Clown Posse — Paroles et traduction des paroles de la chanson The Show Must Go On
La page contient les paroles et la traduction française de la chanson « The Show Must Go On » de Insane Clown Posse.
Paroles
Awwwwwwwwww, Shit! Yo, check it out, man, ICP back in the haugh man
Violent-J, man, 2 Dope, man, wicked clownz, man. Ha ha ha
Hey, quick, hurry up, bang
Open your mouth cause here comes my wang
I’m Violent-J, the southwest skitzo
Born in a big top magical-majisto
Dead-body disco. Rappin' to the hoochies
Dirty old fat hoe’s come up with a smoochie
Hoochie-coochie, la la la la la
I might pull your tongue out your mouth and try to hang ya It’s a full moon and the riddles are calling
Three more cards and the skies will be falling
But don’t take it from me, I’m just a clown
Wicked clown, wicked town
Juggalugagaluga lick it down, man up till my nuts start singing, dancing
Hopping
I’m a keep bringing riddles and tricks and dead body chicks
With the swing of my magical wand
The show must go on
'Well, it all began when I was very young. My feelings were so excited about
The carnival
Rides. Everyone was jolly and jittery. I waited for their wackets until well
After dusk. That
Night, while I was sleeping, I was awoken by a glow appearing. And, looking
Out, I saw
Strange men, cursing and filthy, and there were clowns, setting up their dreary
Tent.'
I’m 2 dope and I sport tight wranglers
Don’t say a word or I’ll kick ya in the neck bitch
Everybody 'round, make way for the clown
In New York, in LA, in southwest town
Walked into El Rays, almost got my ass kicked
Rather just chill in the yard in my casket
Call up the hoe’s have 'em swing by the tomb
And get a little stinky stank up in this bitch
Killer clowns kicked out the circus
Used to get live let the midget ladies work this
I was a freak show, they called me the pogo
I can make my ballsack bob like a yoyo
'Give it up! Give it up!'
Southwest looney tune, killed another red neck fun
His head a looney dune, gooney boon, gooney goon
I can hear the loons in my head as I sing my wicked song
The show must go on
'I've never been afraid of clowns but these clowns were different. There was
Nothing
Funny about these clowns at all. The smiled, they juggled, they laughed, but
Yet something
Was terribly, terribly, wrong. I didn’t like these clowns for I could see
Through them, I Knew what they were really like. I knew that this carnival that had come to my Village was
An evil, evil thing.'
Come see the show, big top show
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival
Dead carney, carnies, dead juggalos
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival
You ask do we gang, do we bang in a gang, mang?
Do we bang-bang? I’m a gang banger, man
I bang in a gang, mang
You can suck my wang, mang
Richie-boy, bitchie-boy, it’s a southwest thing
Serial murderer, southwest maniac
Slaughterer, lunatic, highschool brainiac
Straight A school boy, School kid
'Till I went to school and tried to murder everyone, the show must go on
'Aged friends are fools, all of them. Totally unaware of the evilness within
The carnival
Their eyes reflected stairways into hell, their faces covered in blood. I ran
From the
Carnival grounds and yet every road and every path lead me right back to the big
Tent. I Had to escape from the strongman, the freak shows, and the Ringmaster '
Come see the show, big top show
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival
Dead carney, carnies, dead juggalos
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival
Come see the show, big top show
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival
Dead carney, carnies, dead juggalos
Walk hand in hand with the dead carnival
Rrrrrinnnng
'Yello?'
'Speak ta Chicken Neck?'
'Who?'
'Chicken neck.'
'Nobody by that name here.'
'What about Chicken Balls?'
'Nope.'
'What about Chicken fuckin' Gizzard Throat, is he there?'
'Look boy, you got the wrong number.'
Click
Rrrrrinnnng
'What the? Hello?!'
'Speak ta Rednuts?'
'Who?'
'Redballs, Willie Redneck Balls, is he there?'
'Goddamnit!'
Click
Rrrrrinnnng
'Lemme git dis! Who in da hell is dis?!'
'Speak ta Fatboy?'
'WHO IN DA HELL IS DIS?!'
'I wanna speak ta Fat Redneck fuckin' Chickenboy! Is he there?'
'Goddamnit!clickFuckin' no good bastards!'
Knock knock knock knock
'Git da damn door!'
'Yeah, I have a delivery for a Mr. Redneck Fatballs.'
'Whut! You goddamn little!'
Machinegun shots and breaking glass
'It's from the wicked clowns '
Traduction des paroles
Awwwwwwwwww, Merde! Yo, regarde, mec, ICP de retour dans l'homme haugh
Violent-J, mec, 2 Dope, mec, méchant clownz, mec. Ha ha ha
Vite, dépêche-toi, bang
Ouvre la bouche parce que voici mon wang
Je suis Violent-J, le sud-ouest skitzo
Né dans un grand sommet magique-majisto
Une discothèque de cadavres. Rappin' à la hoochies
Sale vieille grosse houe est venu avec un smoochie
Hoochie-coochie, la la la la la
Je pourrais tirer ta langue de ta bouche et essayer de te pendre C'est une pleine lune et les énigmes appellent
Trois cartes de plus et le ciel va tomber
Mais ne me le prenez pas, Je ne suis qu'un clown
Clown méchant, ville méchante
Juggalugagaluga lécher vers le bas, l'homme jusqu'à ce que mes noix commencent à chanter, danser
Sauter
Je suis un donjon apportant des énigmes et des astuces et des poussins morts
Avec le swing de ma baguette magique
The show must go on
"Eh bien, tout a commencé quand j'étais très jeune. Mes sentiments étaient tellement excités
Carnival
Promenade. Tout le monde était joyeux et nerveux. J'ai attendu leurs farfelus jusqu'à ce que bien
Après la tombée de la nuit. Que
La nuit, pendant que je dormais, j'ai été réveillé par une lueur apparaissant. Et, en regardant
Hors, j'ai vu
Des hommes étranges, maudits et sales, et il y avait des clowns, dressant leur triste
Tente.'
Je suis 2 dope et je sport wranglers serrés
Ne dis pas un mot ou je vais te botter le cou salope
Tout le monde " autour de, faire de la place pour le clown
À New York, à Los Angeles, dans southwest town
Entré dans El Rayons, presque obtenu mon botter le cul
Plutôt juste se détendre dans la Cour Dans mon cercueil
Appelez la houe, faites-les balancer près de la tombe
Et obtenir un peu puant puant dans cette chienne
Les clowns tueurs ont expulsé le cirque
Utilisé pour obtenir en direct laisser les dames midget travailler ce
J'étais un freak show, ils m'ont appelé le pogo
Je peux faire mon sac bob comme un yoyo
"Give it up! Renoncer!'
Southwest Looney tune, tué un autre plaisir de cou rouge
Sa tête un Looney dune, Gooney boon, gooney goon
Je peux entendre les huards dans ma tête que je chante ma chanson méchante
The show must go on
'Lemme git dis! Qui dans da l'enfer est-ce?!'
"Parler de ta Fatboy?'
"QUI DANS DA L'ENFER EST-CE?!'
Je veux parler à ta grosse Redneck putain de Chickenboy! Est-il là?'
'Nom de dieu!clickFuckin' pas bons salauds!'
Knock Knock knock knock
Git da putain de porte!'
Oui, j'ai une livraison pour un M. Redneck Fatballs.'
'Whut! Vous putain de peu!'
Coups de Machinegun et verre de rupture
"Ça vient des méchants clowns "