Bowling Balls

Insane Clown Posse

Friends don't come easily and this I know 
And every time I make one they always say they gotta go 
I wanna talk with people and look 'em in the face 
I wanna take 'em home and they can stay at my place 
All the talking I could do, I would never lie to you 
We take a quick ride, homicide, then I confide in you 
And I can love you and technically even though you're dead 
You'll always be around cause I'm keeping your head 

I keep heads on shelves everywhere in my cellar 
I even own the melon of a dead fortuneteller 
The rotted ones I keep 'em up in fat pickle jars 
And the new ones we lay on the lawn and look at stars 
Its illegal, I know, but so is smoking weed 
And who the fuck, gives a fuck, when you have a need 
I collect human heads fresh up off the neck 
Face, lips, hair, nose, ears, gimme dat 

Faces people know more than names 
The hair is there and all the brains 
Your head would mean so much to me 
Your head would mean so much to me 

I wont dis you, you wanna wear a hat? What? 
How you want your eyelids open or shut? 
Your head would mean so much to me 
Your head would mean so much to me 

Sometimes I put 'em in my bowling bag and bring em' to work 
Play with their hair under my desk, with my bare feet 
Theyre like, stuffed animals all over the bed 
Human heads Pam, Jennifer, Hubert and Ted 
I even put one in the shower water comes out the mouth 
I kick a few around the yard when I feel like going out 
I blow air in the mouth piece and duct tape it shut 
Bring 'em in the pool and the heads will float up 

I'm not a sicko, yo, though I've had girlfriends 
I even put their makeup on and theke 'em for a spin 
I'm not a murderer like that, not really 
Only every Halloween the house do look kind of silly 
You know the homeless people that bother you for change? 
Almost all of my collection, from them is where they came 
I'm not insane about it, its just the world's too crouded 
And maybe I'ma do something a mother fuckin 'bout it 

Faces people know more than names 
The hair is there and all the brains 
Your head would mean so much to me 
Your head would mean so much to me 

I wont dis you, you wanna wear a hat? What? 
How you want your eyelids open or shut? 
Your head would mean so much to me 
Your head would mean so much to me 

I need some therapy to help me deal with this shit 
Dr. Wiggle Farmer, I need to make a visit 
He told me heads are normal but I gotta brush their teeth 
So now I'm brushing four mouths at a time using my feet 
He also told me to keep them from the dog 
But I already knew that, she chew their faces off 
And then Dr. Wiggle Farmer asked me for a couple 
I went into my bag and gave him two like " no trouble" 

Now Ive got therapy I'm feeling much better 
I'm happy forever, me and my craniums together 
They all over the house and they roll around the floor 
And if its got an afro I use it for a pillow 
I'm ill though, I never should've worried anyway 
I shoot head hoops and don't care what people say 
You can ask Dr. Wiggle Farmer for yourself 
He's the 3rd head down, top row, 3rd shelf 

Faces people know more than names 
The hair is there and all the brains 
Your head would mean so much to me 
Your head would mean so much to me 

I wont dis you, you wanna wear a hat? What? 
How you want your eyelids open or shut? 
Your head would mean so much to me 
Your head would mean so much to me
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