Name: Mr. Johnson's Head
Duration: 6 min 10 s
Description: Слушайте песню Mr. Johnson's Head - Insane Clown Posse онлайн с альбома Ringmaster в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 6:10. Год выхода - 1994

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Insane Clown Posse

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Southwest Song

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The Dead One

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For the Maggots

Wagon Wagon

The Loons

Love Song

Mr. Johnson's Head

Hip-Hop

Mr. Johnson seems to be out today with a virus (I'm sick of all these substitutes, dawg)

So I'll be your substitute teacher this afternoon (where the fuck is Mr. Johnson at?)

(I think he's at fucking home, jacking off, man), I don't want any shenanigans or horseplay

And please raise your hand if you wish to speak (you think so, man?)

(No way, he's a fucking dork), if any of these rules are broken

I'll write your name down (naw dog, guess what I heard, man)

And Mr. Johnson will punish you as he sees fit (I heard he's dead) (no way)

Sitting in my class with my head on my desk

Teacher's trying to talk, but I could give a fuck less

I'm staring at the freak that I know I'm in love with

But she don't even know my name, it's always been the same

I just lay my head down and drown in my spit

Nobody even notices I'm here 'cause I ain't shit

I'm hearing voices, but I don't know what they saying

Sweat is on my forehead 'cause my brain's inside decaying

And this bitch that I love probably don't have no idea

She's talking to her friends, I'm in the corner and I see her

Something's happening, but it isn't very clear

Sounds like a bell, sounds like an electric chair

Next thing I know, I'm walking in the crowded hall

So many different faces that I throw up on the wall

Some are yelling "sick" and the others stop and stare

But I don't care, I'm in a hurry going nowhere

See, my head is spinning 'cause I'm lonely, and I'm twisted

I'm just a nobody, and I think it's a drag

But I got Mr. Johnson's head in my bookbag

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day (you gotta think straight now)

I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway

I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag (you gotta think straight now)

I cut the bigot's head off, and I stuffed it in my bag

I wish somebody knew me, 'cause then they could say I'm wrong

But since nobody knows me, I got it going on

I'm staring at the clock, I listen for the tock

I gotta couple food stamps folded in my sock

I guess I'm just a ghost 'cause everybody walks through me

If I died in class, they would probably say they knew me

Or they wouldn't care, they wouldn't even move

A dead body rotting in the back of the room

For weeks and months, stinking up the class

Until somebody notice, then they'd throw me in the trash

I can hear the teacher man talking about Columbus

He nothing but an old dead fuck with a compass

Ran up on a beach and threw everybody off

And then he claimed discovery and now we all applaud

I don't give a fuck to learn you're all going to hell

I'm trapped in my mind and my brain is my cell

I'm just a nobody and I think it's a drag

Ok, today we're gonna learn about our great freedom

If you'll turn your textbooks to chapter four, we'll get started

America is the land of the free, all races live together in harmony

We all live together in the same wealthy community, yes?

Uh-uh, he's, uh, very ill right now, but, uh

No, they can sit and front about it all day

But I left his fucking body in the hallway

And in the morning they opened up the door

And seen his motherfucking carcass laying on the floor

But they would never suspect me, I'm just a nerd

I try to speak my word, it always goes unheard

I could chop my arms off and run around the class

I doubt they'd even notice, but I'd be dying fast

'Cause they'd rather learn about a redneck chicker

Who owned a couple slaves, but I guess it doesn't matter

Fuck Washington, Benjamin, fuck 'em all out

They can suck my nuts 'til they wood teeth fall out

But I'm like Dewey Puta, you ain't never heard of me

But I got his motherfucking melon chilling in my bookbag

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day

I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway (not another day)

I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag (day)

I cut the bigot's head off, and I stuffed it in my bag (not another day)

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day (couldn't stand the pressure)

I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway (couldn't stand the pressure)

I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag (couldn't stand the pressure, couldn't stand the pressure)

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day (where ya gonna go?)

I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway (where ya gonna go?)

I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag (where ya gonna go?)

I cut the bigot's head off, and I stuffed it in my bag (I couldn't stand the pressure, not another mother fucking day)

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day (I couldn't stand the pressure)

I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway (I couldn't stand the pressure)

I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag (no, no, no, no!)

I cut the bigot's head off, and I stuffed it in my bag (I couldn't stand the pressure)

I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag

I cut the bigot's head off, and I stuffed it in my bag (I cut his head off)

I couldn't stand the pressure, not another day (I cut his head off)

I didn't like the fucker Mr. Johnson anyway (I cut his head off)

I sat up in his class, he hung a rebel flag (I cut his head off)

I cut the bigot's head off, and I stuffed it in my bag (I cut his head off, and I stuffed it in my bag)

Слушайте песню Mr. Johnson's Head - Insane Clown Posse онлайн с альбома Ringmaster в хорошем HiFi качестве с сервисом Звук. Продолжительность песни - 6:10. Год выхода - 1994

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