Stepping out of the whipping and piercing rain, in walks a wicked clown... Violent J.

One of Death's good friends they say (hey, look at that). You've never seen a cloud that

dark in the middle of the day... headed straight this way. I hope everything's okay



The sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

I think the sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

The fuckin sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

I feel the wind is calling me



Spinning back down to earth riding in a tornado, lands a wicked clown... Shaggy 2 Dope,

Southwest Strangla. Known to give the dead hope. And the air is right for some impending

judgement (when it rains, it pours) and judging by the look of the sky, this might be it...

judging by the look of the sky



The sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

I think the sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

The fuckin sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

I feel the wind is calling me



The sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

I think the sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

The fuckin sky is falling. This shit's gunna be fun, be fun, be fun

I feel the wind is calling me