Halloween On Military Street Lyrics By ICP Chords
Tempo:
67.55 bpm
Chords used:
C#
C
Cm
F#
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[F#]
We measure things by what we are.
[C] To the [C#] maggots in the cheese, the [C] cheese [C#] is the universe.
To the worms in the corpse, the corpse is the cosmos.
[C] How [C#] then can we [C] be so cocksure about our [C#] own truth?
[F] Just because of our telescopes and [C#] microscopes and the splitting of the [C] atoms?
Certainly [C#] not.
[C] Science is but an organized system of [C#] ignorance.
[C] There are more things in heaven and on earth than [C#] are relevant to the new philosophy.
[C] What do we know [C#] about the beyond?
[Cm] Do we know what's behind the beyond?
[C#]
I'm afraid some of us hardly know what's beyond behind.
Farming, running, run of the Halloween.
People are [Cm] military, [F#] know what this [C#] means.
Houses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the [G#] streets, embracing planes [C#] and candy bars.
Trick [C] or treat, the first house on my [C#] back.
He spit in my [C] face and gave me [C#] a rock.
I tried to give it [C] back and said I'll take nothing [C#] instead.
Turned around and walked [C] away and felt the rock peg me [C#] in the head.
Walked to the [C] next house directly next [C#] door.
In there I found an [Fm] old lady dead on the [C#] floor.
I said, excuse me [C] miss, but do you have a [C#] treat?
She lifted her [F] leg and scraped flakes off her [C#] dead feet.
I ran to the [C] next house happy and [C#] giddy.
There I seen a [C] fag holding up her [C#] titty.
I said, trick or [C] treat?
She said, treat or [C#] trick?
And squeezed on her [C] titty until it fucked her [C#] in two seconds.
Then this house [C] was set back in the [C#] woods.
I was a little [C] frightened, but fuck I want the [A] goods.
I [C#] knocked, dunk, [C] [C#] and then I heard,
and yo I'm like, fuck that.
Then I [F#] reluctant to miss cherry [C#] spoon.
She said, drop your [C] drawers and your treat is coming [C#] soon.
I quickly grew a [F#] sniffy, but kept my eyes [C#] shut.
A hand came out the [F#] mouth, shooting flicked me in the [C#] nuts.
I wobbled to the [C] next house ready for the [C#] worst.
And chilling in the [C] tribe with a long black [C#] hearse.
I rung the [C] doorbell and said, is anybody [C#] home?
Of course, little [C] boy, have a sugar coated [C#] candy snack.
I walked through the [C] field into the next [C#] crib.
It's friendly Mrs.
[C] Wetherby in her cooking [C#] bib.
I said, how about some [C] candy?
She said, how about [C#] some nice hot [C] fresh homemade loaf of cheese and [C#] fashion bread?
My bag's getting [C] heavy, so I rest on the [C#] curb.
And riding on his [C] bike, here comes little Larry [C#] Sherb.
I snuck up [C] behind him and kicked him off his [C#] seat.
I punched him in the neck and power bombed him in the street.
Now my sack of [C] candy has doubled in [C#] size.
Up to the [C] next house for my scary [C#] prize.
I'm like trick or [C] treat, trick or treat, tricky [C#] dick.
He opened up his [F] door, slapped my lips and didn't [C#] give a shit.
I ran through his [C] window and ran across the [C#] street.
To the bank [C] mansion, I'm in for a [C#] treat.
I dinged down the [F#] door and here comes the [C#] bowler.
A big goopy [F#] tall, last lurch looking [C#] motherfucker.
I said, hello [C] mister, is there something for my [C#] sack?
He reached in his [C] pocket, but I think he hurt his [A] back.
It's [C#] taking him an [A#] hour, my bag is open [C#] ready.
But then he finally [C] dropped it in my sack of [C#] fucking pennies.
The next [C] house is abandoned, [C#] so forget it.
But wait a [C] minute, I think somebody's [C#] living near it.
I ran up [C] to the porch, trick or treat, you [C#] can't hide.
It was a [C] crackhead, he crawled in my [C#] bag and died.
The next house, [F#] mine.
The last on the [C#] block.
The sitting [F#] on the porch, shining up her [C#] cock.
I climbed down the [F#] roof with my brother, Jump.
[C#] Steady Ariel, happy Halloween in Clown Love City.
Warning, warning, another Halloween.
People are military, no witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades and candy balls.
Warning, [Cm] warning, another [C#] Halloween.
People are [Cm] military, [F#] no [C#] witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the [Cm] streets, and razor blades and [C#] candy balls.
Warning, warning, another Halloween.
People are military, no witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the streets, and [Cm] razors blades and [C#] candy balls.
Warning, [Cm] warning, another Halloween.
[C#] People are [C] military, know what this [C#] means Houses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars
Creatures on the [Cm] streets, and razor blades and [C#] candy bars
[C] [C#] [C] [C#] [C] [C#]
We measure things by what we are.
[C] To the [C#] maggots in the cheese, the [C] cheese [C#] is the universe.
To the worms in the corpse, the corpse is the cosmos.
[C] How [C#] then can we [C] be so cocksure about our [C#] own truth?
[F] Just because of our telescopes and [C#] microscopes and the splitting of the [C] atoms?
Certainly [C#] not.
[C] Science is but an organized system of [C#] ignorance.
[C] There are more things in heaven and on earth than [C#] are relevant to the new philosophy.
[C] What do we know [C#] about the beyond?
[Cm] Do we know what's behind the beyond?
[C#]
I'm afraid some of us hardly know what's beyond behind.
Farming, running, run of the Halloween.
People are [Cm] military, [F#] know what this [C#] means.
Houses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the [G#] streets, embracing planes [C#] and candy bars.
Trick [C] or treat, the first house on my [C#] back.
He spit in my [C] face and gave me [C#] a rock.
I tried to give it [C] back and said I'll take nothing [C#] instead.
Turned around and walked [C] away and felt the rock peg me [C#] in the head.
Walked to the [C] next house directly next [C#] door.
In there I found an [Fm] old lady dead on the [C#] floor.
I said, excuse me [C] miss, but do you have a [C#] treat?
She lifted her [F] leg and scraped flakes off her [C#] dead feet.
I ran to the [C] next house happy and [C#] giddy.
There I seen a [C] fag holding up her [C#] titty.
I said, trick or [C] treat?
She said, treat or [C#] trick?
And squeezed on her [C] titty until it fucked her [C#] in two seconds.
Then this house [C] was set back in the [C#] woods.
I was a little [C] frightened, but fuck I want the [A] goods.
I [C#] knocked, dunk, [C] [C#] and then I heard,
and yo I'm like, fuck that.
Then I [F#] reluctant to miss cherry [C#] spoon.
She said, drop your [C] drawers and your treat is coming [C#] soon.
I quickly grew a [F#] sniffy, but kept my eyes [C#] shut.
A hand came out the [F#] mouth, shooting flicked me in the [C#] nuts.
I wobbled to the [C] next house ready for the [C#] worst.
And chilling in the [C] tribe with a long black [C#] hearse.
I rung the [C] doorbell and said, is anybody [C#] home?
Of course, little [C] boy, have a sugar coated [C#] candy snack.
I walked through the [C] field into the next [C#] crib.
It's friendly Mrs.
[C] Wetherby in her cooking [C#] bib.
I said, how about some [C] candy?
She said, how about [C#] some nice hot [C] fresh homemade loaf of cheese and [C#] fashion bread?
My bag's getting [C] heavy, so I rest on the [C#] curb.
And riding on his [C] bike, here comes little Larry [C#] Sherb.
I snuck up [C] behind him and kicked him off his [C#] seat.
I punched him in the neck and power bombed him in the street.
Now my sack of [C] candy has doubled in [C#] size.
Up to the [C] next house for my scary [C#] prize.
I'm like trick or [C] treat, trick or treat, tricky [C#] dick.
He opened up his [F] door, slapped my lips and didn't [C#] give a shit.
I ran through his [C] window and ran across the [C#] street.
To the bank [C] mansion, I'm in for a [C#] treat.
I dinged down the [F#] door and here comes the [C#] bowler.
A big goopy [F#] tall, last lurch looking [C#] motherfucker.
I said, hello [C] mister, is there something for my [C#] sack?
He reached in his [C] pocket, but I think he hurt his [A] back.
It's [C#] taking him an [A#] hour, my bag is open [C#] ready.
But then he finally [C] dropped it in my sack of [C#] fucking pennies.
The next [C] house is abandoned, [C#] so forget it.
But wait a [C] minute, I think somebody's [C#] living near it.
I ran up [C] to the porch, trick or treat, you [C#] can't hide.
It was a [C] crackhead, he crawled in my [C#] bag and died.
The next house, [F#] mine.
The last on the [C#] block.
The sitting [F#] on the porch, shining up her [C#] cock.
I climbed down the [F#] roof with my brother, Jump.
[C#] Steady Ariel, happy Halloween in Clown Love City.
Warning, warning, another Halloween.
People are military, no witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades and candy balls.
Warning, [Cm] warning, another [C#] Halloween.
People are [Cm] military, [F#] no [C#] witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the [Cm] streets, and razor blades and [C#] candy balls.
Warning, warning, another Halloween.
People are military, no witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the streets, and [Cm] razors blades and [C#] candy balls.
Warning, [Cm] warning, another Halloween.
[C#] People are [C] military, know what this [C#] means Houses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars
Creatures on the [Cm] streets, and razor blades and [C#] candy bars
[C] [C#] [C] [C#] [C] [C#]
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We measure things by what we are.
[C] To the [C#] maggots in the cheese, the [C] cheese [C#] is the universe.
To the worms in the corpse, the corpse is the cosmos.
[C] How [C#] then can we [C] be so cocksure about our [C#] own truth?
[F] Just because of our telescopes and [C#] microscopes and the splitting of the [C] atoms?
Certainly [C#] not.
[C] Science is but an organized system of [C#] ignorance.
[C] There are more things in heaven and on earth than [C#] are relevant to the new philosophy.
[C] What do we know [C#] about the beyond?
[Cm] Do we know what's behind the beyond?
[C#] _
I'm afraid some of us hardly know what's beyond behind.
Farming, running, run of the Halloween.
People are [Cm] military, [F#] know what this [C#] means.
Houses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the [G#] streets, embracing planes [C#] and candy bars.
Trick [C] or treat, the first house on my [C#] back.
He spit in my [C] face and gave me [C#] a rock.
I tried to give it [C] back and said I'll take nothing [C#] instead.
Turned around and walked [C] away and felt the rock peg me [C#] in the head.
Walked to the [C] next house directly next [C#] door.
In there I found an [Fm] old lady dead on the [C#] floor.
I said, excuse me [C] miss, but do you have a [C#] treat?
She lifted her [F] leg and scraped flakes off her [C#] dead feet.
I ran to the [C] next house happy and [C#] giddy.
There I seen a [C] fag holding up her [C#] titty.
I said, trick or [C] treat?
She said, treat or [C#] trick?
And squeezed on her [C] titty until it fucked her [C#] in two seconds.
Then this house [C] was set back in the [C#] woods.
I was a little [C] frightened, but fuck I want the [A] goods.
I [C#] knocked, dunk, [C] _ [C#] and then I heard,
and yo I'm like, fuck that.
Then I [F#] reluctant to miss cherry [C#] spoon.
She said, drop your [C] drawers and your treat is coming [C#] soon.
I quickly grew a [F#] sniffy, but kept my eyes [C#] shut.
A hand came out the [F#] mouth, shooting flicked me in the [C#] nuts.
I wobbled to the [C] next house ready for the [C#] worst.
And chilling in the [C] tribe with a long black [C#] hearse.
I rung the [C] doorbell and said, is anybody [C#] home?
Of course, little [C] boy, have a sugar coated [C#] candy snack.
I walked through the [C] field into the next [C#] crib.
It's friendly Mrs.
[C] Wetherby in her cooking [C#] bib.
I said, how about some [C] candy?
She said, how about [C#] some nice hot [C] fresh homemade loaf of cheese and [C#] fashion bread?
My bag's getting [C] heavy, so I rest on the [C#] curb.
And riding on his [C] bike, here comes little Larry [C#] Sherb.
I snuck up [C] behind him and kicked him off his [C#] seat.
I punched him in the neck and power bombed him in the street.
Now my sack of [C] candy has doubled in [C#] size.
Up to the [C] next house for my scary [C#] prize.
I'm like trick or [C] treat, trick or treat, tricky [C#] dick.
He opened up his [F] door, slapped my lips and didn't [C#] give a shit.
I ran through his [C] window and ran across the [C#] street.
To the bank [C] mansion, I'm in for a [C#] treat.
I dinged down the [F#] door and here comes the [C#] bowler.
A big goopy [F#] tall, last lurch looking [C#] motherfucker.
I said, hello [C] mister, is there something for my [C#] sack?
He reached in his [C] pocket, but I think he hurt his [A] back.
It's [C#] taking him an [A#] hour, my bag is open [C#] ready.
But then he finally [C] dropped it in my sack of [C#] fucking pennies.
The next [C] house is abandoned, [C#] so forget it.
But wait a [C] minute, I think somebody's [C#] living near it.
I ran up [C] to the porch, trick or treat, you [C#] can't hide.
It was a [C] crackhead, he crawled in my [C#] bag and died.
The next house, [F#] mine.
The last on the [C#] block.
The sitting [F#] on the porch, shining up her [C#] cock.
I climbed down the [F#] roof with my brother, Jump.
[C#] Steady Ariel, happy Halloween in Clown Love City.
Warning, warning, another Halloween.
People are military, no witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades and candy balls.
Warning, [Cm] warning, another [C#] Halloween.
People are [Cm] military, [F#] no [C#] witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the [Cm] streets, and razor blades and [C#] candy balls.
Warning, warning, another Halloween.
People are military, no witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the streets, and [Cm] razors blades and [C#] candy balls.
Warning, [Cm] warning, another Halloween.
[C#] People are [C] military, know what this [C#] means Houses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars
Creatures on the [Cm] streets, and razor blades and [C#] candy bars
_ [C] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ [C#] _ _
We measure things by what we are.
[C] To the [C#] maggots in the cheese, the [C] cheese [C#] is the universe.
To the worms in the corpse, the corpse is the cosmos.
[C] How [C#] then can we [C] be so cocksure about our [C#] own truth?
[F] Just because of our telescopes and [C#] microscopes and the splitting of the [C] atoms?
Certainly [C#] not.
[C] Science is but an organized system of [C#] ignorance.
[C] There are more things in heaven and on earth than [C#] are relevant to the new philosophy.
[C] What do we know [C#] about the beyond?
[Cm] Do we know what's behind the beyond?
[C#] _
I'm afraid some of us hardly know what's beyond behind.
Farming, running, run of the Halloween.
People are [Cm] military, [F#] know what this [C#] means.
Houses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the [G#] streets, embracing planes [C#] and candy bars.
Trick [C] or treat, the first house on my [C#] back.
He spit in my [C] face and gave me [C#] a rock.
I tried to give it [C] back and said I'll take nothing [C#] instead.
Turned around and walked [C] away and felt the rock peg me [C#] in the head.
Walked to the [C] next house directly next [C#] door.
In there I found an [Fm] old lady dead on the [C#] floor.
I said, excuse me [C] miss, but do you have a [C#] treat?
She lifted her [F] leg and scraped flakes off her [C#] dead feet.
I ran to the [C] next house happy and [C#] giddy.
There I seen a [C] fag holding up her [C#] titty.
I said, trick or [C] treat?
She said, treat or [C#] trick?
And squeezed on her [C] titty until it fucked her [C#] in two seconds.
Then this house [C] was set back in the [C#] woods.
I was a little [C] frightened, but fuck I want the [A] goods.
I [C#] knocked, dunk, [C] _ [C#] and then I heard,
and yo I'm like, fuck that.
Then I [F#] reluctant to miss cherry [C#] spoon.
She said, drop your [C] drawers and your treat is coming [C#] soon.
I quickly grew a [F#] sniffy, but kept my eyes [C#] shut.
A hand came out the [F#] mouth, shooting flicked me in the [C#] nuts.
I wobbled to the [C] next house ready for the [C#] worst.
And chilling in the [C] tribe with a long black [C#] hearse.
I rung the [C] doorbell and said, is anybody [C#] home?
Of course, little [C] boy, have a sugar coated [C#] candy snack.
I walked through the [C] field into the next [C#] crib.
It's friendly Mrs.
[C] Wetherby in her cooking [C#] bib.
I said, how about some [C] candy?
She said, how about [C#] some nice hot [C] fresh homemade loaf of cheese and [C#] fashion bread?
My bag's getting [C] heavy, so I rest on the [C#] curb.
And riding on his [C] bike, here comes little Larry [C#] Sherb.
I snuck up [C] behind him and kicked him off his [C#] seat.
I punched him in the neck and power bombed him in the street.
Now my sack of [C] candy has doubled in [C#] size.
Up to the [C] next house for my scary [C#] prize.
I'm like trick or [C] treat, trick or treat, tricky [C#] dick.
He opened up his [F] door, slapped my lips and didn't [C#] give a shit.
I ran through his [C] window and ran across the [C#] street.
To the bank [C] mansion, I'm in for a [C#] treat.
I dinged down the [F#] door and here comes the [C#] bowler.
A big goopy [F#] tall, last lurch looking [C#] motherfucker.
I said, hello [C] mister, is there something for my [C#] sack?
He reached in his [C] pocket, but I think he hurt his [A] back.
It's [C#] taking him an [A#] hour, my bag is open [C#] ready.
But then he finally [C] dropped it in my sack of [C#] fucking pennies.
The next [C] house is abandoned, [C#] so forget it.
But wait a [C] minute, I think somebody's [C#] living near it.
I ran up [C] to the porch, trick or treat, you [C#] can't hide.
It was a [C] crackhead, he crawled in my [C#] bag and died.
The next house, [F#] mine.
The last on the [C#] block.
The sitting [F#] on the porch, shining up her [C#] cock.
I climbed down the [F#] roof with my brother, Jump.
[C#] Steady Ariel, happy Halloween in Clown Love City.
Warning, warning, another Halloween.
People are military, no witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the streets, and razor blades and candy balls.
Warning, [Cm] warning, another [C#] Halloween.
People are [Cm] military, [F#] no [C#] witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the [Cm] streets, and razor blades and [C#] candy balls.
Warning, warning, another Halloween.
People are military, no witnesses please.
Bosses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars.
Creatures on the streets, and [Cm] razors blades and [C#] candy balls.
Warning, [Cm] warning, another Halloween.
[C#] People are [C] military, know what this [C#] means Houses on [Cm] fire, they're blowing up [C#] cars
Creatures on the [Cm] streets, and razor blades and [C#] candy bars
_ [C] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ [C#] _ _ [C] _ _ [C#] _ _