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Verse 1
Hey!
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Welcome to another exciting episode of
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Delray's number 1 game show:
The Joker's Wild!
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Shaggy, tell us something about
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tonight's contestants.
Verse 2
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Ha ha ha Hey, muddafuckas! Get ready
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for the killer show for this bitch!
We
Got a cop,
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We got a judge, and we got a redneck.
So step the fuck up and play The
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Joker's
Wild!
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(Woo Hoo!)
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Everybody smile!
Verse 3
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Guess who's back on your
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underground dial! (who?)
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It's the game show host wit the
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most (Violent J)
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And tonight we gonna have a
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little pig roast. (hehe-huh)
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Top cop per! It's been a long while!
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Lace up your boots and come
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on down the aisle.
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Mr. Big Man packin' that steel.
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But tonight you ain't shit.
Now spin the fuckin' wheel!
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Looks good nice try! Now let's
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see just how you gon' die!
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Lucky, lucky,
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it landed on Carpenter Jed.
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He just pounds nails in your forehead.
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The pig got lucky that time.
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But let's take a look.
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Who's nex t down the line.
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Oh, the 43rd District Judge.
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Hey pal! Remember me?
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You threw me in jail!
Take a spin or I'll snap your neck.
The clicker's landed.
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Let me check.
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The Jookie, hey it ain't bad at all.
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We just cut your face
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off and slap your skull.
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Who's next for the games and fun?
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Hillbilly Earl, C'mon down! Run!
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The redneck that
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sic'ed his dog on me.
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Now that's gonna cost you a
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spin buddy!
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Spin around and around it goes!
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Staple your lips shut, cut off your toes!
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Then I throw your corpse
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on top of the pile.
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Anything goes on the Joker's Wild.
Verse 4
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"Tell me. Who killed seventeen people and
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later ate their dead bod ies?"
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"Jeffrey Dalmer?"
"No! The correct answer would be
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your mother!"
"Wha'!"
"Shaggs?"
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"Aw shit, motherfuckas. Get ready for
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round 2 in this bitch!
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So if you want
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Your fuckin'
Neck bone chopped,
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step the fuck up and play The Joker's Wild!"
Verse 6
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Ya like big money and
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prizes don't ya?
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You'd probably kill for a
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big prize won't ya?
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You little bitch! It's your turn to
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spin. (ding ding)
"Free money!"
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Now spin again. Oh goody,
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now unzip your drawers.
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I'm finna clip this chain on your balls!
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Raise you upside down for the big batta.
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Now we bust your head like a
piniata! (Yeah!)
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The audience loves that shit!
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Listen to 'em cheer when your
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forehead splits
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Wait, cut to a break! Oh shit da-damn uh,
uh, we got guts on the camera.
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"The Joker's Wild is brought to you
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by:" "Faygo!"
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Everybody sing! "Send ya' mom
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ma straight up to tha sto'!
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Tell that bitch to bring home a
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Faygo!"
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Welcome back to the carnival show!
Verse 8
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Here's
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your chance for the big money
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Cash
Flow!
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Hit your buzzer, pull your lever! Joker,
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Joker, Lem on!
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We sever your head! Pick
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a door! 1, 2, or 3
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It's the same behind every door,
me!
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There's no escape. Now
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gimme that bald head!
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The crowd can't help,
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look, their all dead!
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And they just watching their doom.
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We broadcast from hell to your living room.
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I ripped off his neck bone,
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wicked clown style.
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Anything goes on The Joker's Wild.
Verse 9
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"It's time to play hit or miss! Con
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testant #1, open your mouth!
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Contestant #2,
Get ready!
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Will he hit or miss?"
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~spear hitting~
"He Hit!"
Yeah!
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"What's next?!"
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"We got money, we got cash,
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we got prizes! We got blood, we got Guts, we
Got
Naked
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Dead bitches! On
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The Joker's Wild!"
Verse 10
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I got my yellow suit, and my purple tie.
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Somebody's gonna die! Oh, my!
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It's Mr. Thompson my next
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door neighbor.
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Always bitchin'! Yellin' from the kit chen,
window.
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See he died then he went to hell, though.
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We meet again! I got my
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own game show.
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Spin the wheel 'cause I just
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can't fuck around.
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"Bonus round!"
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Oh, shit! The end of the game.
Bonus round.
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We goin out with a bang! You got a
chance for money and prizes!
You got a chance at death too!
So get ready,
I'm comin' at ya fast!
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Your chance for freedom at last!
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Four questions. So are ya
ready Jack?
"Uh, I-I think think so"
Verse 12
Load the gat!
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"The governor"
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"EatsButt?"
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"Yes! The square root of 2"
"Uh"
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"Correct! Nut sacks don't
belong in"
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"Butt cracks?"
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"Rich boys eat"
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"Caviar?"
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"No! The correct answer
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is 'bullets'!"
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"Oh ho ho!
Verse 13
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Oho Geez! Oh! Well,
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this is Big Chipperwinks saying 'so long'
Till
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Next week
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Folks! Seeya later!
Goodbye!"
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~laughing in the
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background~
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That's it. Go home.
Aw!
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