Halloween On Military Street Lyrics By ICP Chords

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67.55 bpm
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C#

C

Cm

F#

F

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Halloween On Military Street Lyrics By ICP chords
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[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#]
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To learn Insane Clown Posse - Halloween On Military Street chords, these are the chords to practise in sequence: C, C# and C. Ease into the song by practicing at 33 BPM before reaching the track's full tempo of 68 BPM. Adjust the capo based on your vocal range and chord preference, keeping the song's key of C# Major in mind.

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[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#] _ _

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