The Ringleader Pt. 1
Gather 'round children, for the spectacles about to start
What you are about to witness is not for the faint of heart
They flock to the freak, popcorn in the beak
Munch, munch, munch they go squeak, squeak, squeak
Feast your eyes on the bitch, go buy something to eat
We're here all week, I said we're here all week
Roll up, buttercup, tickets spare
Step right up and see the man with no hair
Line up, little pup, come see the show
See how they go, and baby see how they go (go)
The three-nippled lady took my V on the hill
I swear she gave me circus rot, I can feel her pussy still
The ringleader, they gather 'round children, fathers, mothers, beasts and things
Around the ringleader
And they make him sing (and they make him sing)
And they make him sing (and they make him sing)
And they make him sing (and they make him sing) (yeah)
Roll up, buttercup, tickets spare
Step right up and see the man with no hair
Line up, little pup, come see the show
See how they go and baby see how they go
Roll up, buttercup, the show is done
The ringleaders dead and the day is won
Run into the woods, see how far you can get
You might move on but you'll never forget
What you are about to witness is not for the faint of heart
They flock to the freak, popcorn in the beak
Munch, munch, munch they go squeak, squeak, squeak
Feast your eyes on the bitch, go buy something to eat
We're here all week, I said we're here all week
Roll up, buttercup, tickets spare
Step right up and see the man with no hair
Line up, little pup, come see the show
See how they go, and baby see how they go (go)
The three-nippled lady took my V on the hill
I swear she gave me circus rot, I can feel her pussy still
The ringleader, they gather 'round children, fathers, mothers, beasts and things
Around the ringleader
And they make him sing (and they make him sing)
And they make him sing (and they make him sing)
And they make him sing (and they make him sing) (yeah)
Roll up, buttercup, tickets spare
Step right up and see the man with no hair
Line up, little pup, come see the show
See how they go and baby see how they go
Roll up, buttercup, the show is done
The ringleaders dead and the day is won
Run into the woods, see how far you can get
You might move on but you'll never forget
Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Gee
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