Hellalujah

Artists : Insane Clown Posse : Hellalujah

Look at me,
I'm not the devil
I can take you
To my level
Above the rocks
Above the earth
Tell me what your soul is worth
How much money do you make?
How much will you let me take?
I will give you tranquility
Just send your welfare checks to me
Life is going to expire
And your soul will burn in fire
You will perish in the thunder
Unless you call my hotline number
God has asked you to make me rich
My and my fat rat God-hatin' bitch
On your tv's late at night
Send me those check and
I'll guide you to the light

Oh, you call me
And then stop by
Then I tell you you're gonna die
Unless you buy my holy water
Check, cash, or a money order
This is true
Don't question me
I'll even send you shit for free
It's only ten bucks for the call
And I'll send a prayer
No charge at all
Put your lips up to the screen
Close your eyelids and intervene
Your lips to mine, now send the cash
And while you're there, you can kiss my ass
Take your paycheck and send me half
And I'll send you God's autograph
I'll get you Allahs and Buhddas too
Even Zeus I don't give a fuck who
Just send me that money

Pass the collection plate
Show me how you heal
Pass the collection plate
Give my deliverance
Pass the collection plate
Show me how you heal
Pass the colection plate
Show me how you heal

Your total's twenty-two eleven
For your set of keys to Heaven
Make the checks out in my name
Me or God, it's all the same
Bring your crippled ass to me
Pay the usher the holy fee
I'll bless your legs and bless your chair
Then wheel your bitchass out of here
Now a special ceremony
This one don't cost any money
Drip a drop of blessed water
Now I fertilize your daughter
Even though I fucked a hooker
Took your baby girl and shook her
You still buy everything I sell
And I'm livin' well
See you in Hell