| | Mr. Happy Lyrics Artist(Band):ICP (Insane Clown Posse)
(Whee) Love you, I love you, I love you, I love you Shake your butt, shake your little butt now Must kill you, must kill you, must kill you, must kill you Verse 1 I'm kinda fat and I sweat alot but that's the only bad quirky dinks I got That and maybe the whole murdering aspect but we ain't even really got to that yet I love people (yes) I love everything about them and that's why I gotta live life without them Huh? I know this don't make any sense to you but fuck you this songs about me exclusively Murder, Murderous, Murderation The murdering mentality without an explanation I'm Mr. Happy and I ride a bike (Ching) I aint gotta seat I just sit on the pipe thing I whistle, I sing I'll pet your poodle (C'mon) I'll twist and squeeze your neck like a wet noodle Cuz I'm so happy I'll stab your ass and lay down next to you dead in the grass and sing Oh, it feels so good everytime I murder I get happy Happy, happy, happy Its found happy, happy, happy Its found happy, happy, happiest I'm happy, happy, happiest (When I) Murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you Verse 2 I love you so hand me your neck (c'mon) let me teach you about love and respect Respect the fact that I love to kill wait a minute yall I gotta take my pill (Zanoffs, it works, I'm down to only 3 people a day (gulp)) My victims, I give em love and care I don't wanna get blood everywhere I don't use a chainsaw or a butcher knife that's so 90's, get it right I never mutilate or chop my loves (uh-uh) all I really need is a pair of gloves Or maybe a car I'll run em down with it I know that can be messy but the birds will get it (yea) Don't you see that I love you... ass-fat idiots I'm Mr. Happy and I'm all about fun Now get in the pit and try to kill someone Oh it feels so good everytime I murder I get happy Happy, happy, happy I'm happy, happy, happiest It's found happy, happy, happiest I'm happy, happy, happiest (When I) Murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you Verse 3 My bike has a basket full of strawberries I picked them myself along with apples and cherries and lemons and oranges and boogers and limes plus theres a faygo in there but that's mine red flowers like after your dead I'll plant seeds and grow em out the side of your head I got flowers all over the back yard In the form of a Joker's card Uh oh Feels good I'm like the choko of my neighborhood I'm one of those midnight creeps at Denny's talking to myself and licking my pennies I got a french fry hanging out of my beard "Don't go near that guy, he's weird" You know I'm all good and everythings all right When you hear this scream in the middle of the night, like this Oh, it feels so good everytime I murder I get happy Happy, happy, happy Its found happy, happy, happiest I'm happy, happy, happiest I'm happy, happy, happiest (When I) Murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you (I fuckin' kill you) Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh (repeat) Happy, happy, happiest I'm happy, happy happiest I'm happy, happy, happiest I'm happy, happy, happiest (When I) Murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you I murder, murder, murder you You bitch Bitch If you find some error in Mr. Happy Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Mr. Happy The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "ICP (Insane Clown Posse)" Music | |
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