Amy’s in the Attic

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Insane Clown Posse - Rap

Amy’s in the Attic

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[Part I: Amy's in the Attic] [Intro] No I didn't Mr. Pizer, I think you should come up here (Amy's in the attic, and my brain has gone estatic) I think you should come up here Never Mr. Pizer, I think you should come up here Never I think you should come up here (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic) [Verse 1: Violent J] Yet another day of all the suffering it gave I was just a little boy, ever so naive Amy was my best friend, I never want to hurt her I never wanna ever wanna think about her murder On the playground, I chase her down the slide I chase her cross the monkey bars, and she would run and hide Giggling and tumbling, I pushed her off the sled Amy coincidentally hit her head Now the name I scream in vain and down came the rain Amy isn't answering, who would get the blame? Amy isn't laughing, Amy isn't crying Amy isn't breathing, panic, God, I think she's dying Suddenly, the air is cold, I must get her inside Even though she died, Amy has to hide Nobody must ever know that I made Amy sick Lock her up forever in the attic [Pre-Chorus] Many years have passed me by I'm thinking "Did she really die?" I'm thinking, if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? No [Chorus] Mr. Pizer, I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic Mr. Pizer, I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic [Verse 2: Violent J] Every day I suffer, but eleven years have passed All I've witnessed it, and the nightmares last Sitting in my living room, another strange feeling I think I'm hearing tiny footsteps on the ceiling Looking in my mirror, the image isn't clear I feel as if a little girl is standing at my rear Then I awake at the blink of an eye Voices from the attic yelling, "Why?" What if Amy wasn't dead, living in the box Banging on the walls, rattling the locks Feeding on the roaches, rodents, and filth And when there's nothing left, she feeds off herself Why do I think of Amy in this way? She was once a lovely girl running out to play Maybe it's all a dream, insane fanatic Maybe there's no Amy in the attic after all [Pre-Chorus] Many years have passed me by I'm thinking "Did she really die?" I'm thinking, if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? No [Chorus] Mr. Pizer, I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic Mr. Pizer, I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic [Bridge] Many years have passed me by I'm thinking "Did she really die?" (She's not dead) I'm thinking, if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? (Never) And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? (She's not dead!) Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? Many years have passed me by (Amy isn't dead) I'm thinking "Did she really die?" (Amy isn't dead) I'm thinking, if it's really true (Amy isn't dead) Then how come I am telling you? (Amy isn't dead) And if I really meant to do it (Amy isn't dead) Should I be a victim to it? (Amy isn't dead) Should I walk the terror stairs (Amy isn't dead) And see if all my terror fairs? (Amy never, Amy never, Amy never) [Verse 3: Violent J] Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic Barrel's to my dome, my semi Glock is automatic Should I pull the trigger? Would this break the chains That keeps Amy locked in my brain? No, I must be strung up, praying that I'm wrong I pray it's just a fantasy that's carried on too long Amy isn't dead, I never knew an Amy I was just a boy, how can you blame me? Many nights of feeling as if tapping at the wall I see a darling little girl is floating down the hall Slowly coming toward me, her arms are spreading wide Opens up her mouth to show the maggots inside Crying, dying, rotting is the feeling Tiny drips of blood dropping from the ceiling Landing on my head, I'm psycho-sick, I've finally had it Amy, now I'm coming to the attic! [Pre-Chorus] Many years have passed me by I'm thinking "Did she really die?" I'm thinking, if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? Yes [Chorus] Mr. Pizer, I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic Mr. Pizer, I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic I think you should come up here Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic [Outro] Many years have passed me by I'm thinking "Did she really die?" (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic) I'm thinking, if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic) Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? Many years have passed me by (Amy's in the attic!) I'm thinking "Did she really die?" (Amy's in the attic!) I'm thinking, if it's really true (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic!) Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it (Amy's in the attic!) Should I be a victim to it? (Amy's in the attic!) Should I walk the terror stairs (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic!) And see if all my terror fairs? Many years have passed me by (Amy's in the attic!) I'm thinking "Did she really die?" (Amy's in the attic!) I'm thinking, if it's really true (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic!) Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it (Amy's in the attic!) Should I be a victim to it? (Amy's in the attic!) Should I walk the terror stairs (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic!) And see if all my terror fairs? Many years have passed me by I'm thinking "Did she really die?" (Amy's in the attic, and my brain has gone estatic) I'm thinking, if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? (How could it be?) And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic) Should I walk the terror stairs (Ah!) And see if all my terror fairs? (How could it be?) Many years have passed me by I'm thinking "Did she really die?" (Amy's in the attic and my brain has gone estatic) I'm thinking, if it's really true Then how come I am telling you? And if I really meant to do it Should I be a victim to it? Should I walk the terror stairs And see if all my terror fairs? Your seat awaits you on the Terror Wheel [Part II: Hidden track] [Intro: Willabe Rags & Violent J] This is your host Willabe Rags once again I hope your enjoyed your ride on the Terror Wheel But it isn't over just yet We have one more for you We have a phone number for you to call To hear the name of the third Joker's Card The area code is 1-313 And for the rest of it, listen to the rhymes And match the numbers that go with them Ah ha ha ha ha 313 Call 1-313 (First) Call 1-313 (First) Call 1-313 (The rest) [Verse: Violent J] Unlock the door, and what's in store Will be rid of you forevermore, the number is… (Next, the rhymes) I've come to late, I never saw the gate All I saw was hate, so the number is… (Connect the rhymes) Everywhere I go, there's a Juggalo And he's my hero, the number is… (He he he) The Juggalo's key will forever be Hand in hand with me, the number is… (Don't you know?) The essence of time, yours was mine Inside the rhyme you will find the number… (Yes, the number) The moon and the sun, the sword and the gun Is what I've become, now, the number is… (He he he he he he he) Now I will go, a carnival show Figure out the rhymes and you'll know the last number… (Connect, connect the rhymes) Call to reveal the third Joker's Card Call to reveal the third Joker's Card Call to reveal the third Joker's Card Call to reveal the third Joker's Card Call to reveal the third Joker's Card Call to reveal the third Joker's Card Call to reveal the third Joker's Card

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Credits

Writers
  • Mike E. Clark
  • Violent J