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Welcome to another exciting episode of Del Ray's Number one game show, The Joker's Wild!Shaggy, tell us something about tonight's contestants Hey, motherfuckers Get ready for the killer show of this bitch We gotta cop, we gotta judge, and we gotta redneck So step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild! Everybody smile, guess who's back on your underground dial It's the game show host with the most And tonight we finna have a little pig roast Cop copper, it's been a long while Lace up your boots and come on down the aisle Mr.Hillbilly Earl, come on down, run The redneck that sicked his dog on me Now that's gonna cost you a spin, buddy Spin around and around it goes Staple your lips shut, cut off your toes Then I throw your corpse on top of the pile Anything goes on the Joker's Wild Tell me who killed 17 people and later ate their dead bodies?Jeffrey Dahmer No, the correct answer would be your mother Shaggs?

Oh shit, the end of the game Bonus round, we goin' out with a bang You gotta chance for money and prizes You gotta chance at death, too So get ready, I'm coming at'cha fast Your chance for freedom at last Four questions, so are you ready, Jack? Pig-Man packing that steel But tonight, you ain't shit, now spin the fuckin' wheel Looks good, nice try Now let's see just how ya gonna die?Lucky, lucky, he landed on Carpenter Jed He just pounds nails in your forehead The pig got lucky that time But let's take a look who's next down the line Oh, the 43rd District judge Hey pal, remember me, you threw me in jail Take a spin or I'll snap your neck The clicker's landed, let me check The Jokey, hey, it ain't bad at all We just cut your face off and slap your skull Who's next for the games and fun?Cut to a break, oh shit, d-damn ah We got guts on the camera Find more lyrics at ※ The Joker's Wild is brought to you by, Faygo Everybody sing!

Send your momma straight up to the store Tell that bitch to bring home a Faygo Welcome back to the Carnival Show Here's your chance for the big money cash flow Hit your buzzer, pull your lever Joker, joker, lemon, we sever your head Pick a door, one, two or three It's the same behind every door, me There's no escape, now gimme that bald head The crowd can't help, look, they're all dead At home they just watching your doom We broadcast from hell to your living room I ripped off his knuckle, wicked clown style Anything goes on the Joker's Wild It's time to play hit or miss Contestant number one, open your mouth Contestant number two, get ready Will he hit or miss He hit! We got money, we got cash, we got prizes We got blood, we got guts We got naked dead bitches on the Joker's Wild I got my yellow suit and my purple tie Somebody's gonna die, oh my It's Mr.

So we go to the beach and walk through the sand, I'd thro a lil in your face and say, "I'm just playin." As you spit it all out, I'll rub your back, and grab your underwear and wedge it up your ass crack. Look, fuck you, I got a strong rap, shit You don't want contestent #2, he's mad wack.


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