Insane Clown Posse - Intro Lyrics

"Pumpkin, put some music on, I feel like dancin'"
"Hold on, suga, I'm fixin' to right now, 3, 6, 4
Awright, now come over here, woman, let's get this shindig started, woo
C'mon, everybody, now what in the hell is wrong with this juke machine?"

Be warned, my children, six will visit
Followed by the crumbling of time itself
Before the coming of Shangra La
A dark Carnival will sweep across the land

As a shadow, plagued with destruction
A parade of freaks, jugglers and death
This wretched nightmare is led by six faces
Three have come, three have gone, the fourth emerges now

He walks among us as a shadow, void of light
Powered by your own darkness, strengthened by your own wickedry
A horrid reflection of your very own deep desires
Cast and reflected back upon yourself

Brothers and sisters, the time has come for the Necromaster
The unleashing of the fourth joker's card
The arrival of The Great Milenko, Milenko, Milenko

"This damn thing, Maryanne, what in the hell is wrong with this music box?"
"Don't mind that old thing, honey, it does that all the time"