Halls Of Illusion Lyrics

Ticket please thanx walk thru tha door into the Hallz Of Illusionz visit yourz and c what coulda and shoulda and woulda been real but you had to fxck up tha whole deal! Letz take a walk down tha hallway itz a long way it takez all day! And when ya get to tha end you'll find a chair wit straps n chains we slap you in there lock ya down tight so ya can't move a thread and pull ya eyelids up over your head cuz you're about to witness an illusionary dream itz just to bad it ain't what it seems Ya walk in and see 2 kidz on tha floor they playin Nintendo and he'z got tha hight score and sittin behind them chillin in tha chair iz ya wife when ya look oh you ain't there itz some other man in tha hand in hand how she lookz so happy ya don't undastand see this is an illusion it never came true all becuz of you! Back to reality and what you're about your wife can't smile cuz ya knocked her teeth out and she can't see straight from gettin hit cuz you're a fat fuckin drunk piece of shit but itz all good here come have a beer I'll brake tha top off it and shove it in ya ear and you're death comez wicked painful and slow at tha handz of MILENKO! GREAT MILENKO WAVE YOUR WAND DONT LOOK NOW YOUR LIFE IZ GONE THIS IZ ALL BECUZ OF YOU WHAT YOU GOT YOURSELF INTO Look who'z next itz mr. clark tha dirty old man from tha trailer park ya got your ticket? thanx take your coat off and later on why not I'll rip ya throat off! Letz take a walk down tha hallway itz a long way it takez all day! And when ya get to tha end you'll find a chair you see all tha blood yeah ya boy was just here we get all different kinda people comin thru richies chickens and bitches just like you in tha hallz everbody gets a turn to sit and witness your illusion before you burn! What do we have here oh dear no way it lookz like tha kidz and the ok ya daughter'z chillin up in college top grade and ya son'z a fuckin doctor phat paid they got families and kidz and itz all good they even coach little league in tha neighborhood is this true have ya really seen tha holy ghost? nah bitch not even close! Back to reality your son'z on crack and ya daughter'z got nut stainz on her back and they both fuckin smell like shit and live in tha gutter and sell crack to each other when they were kids you would beat em and leave em home and even whip em with tha cord from tha telephone and that reminds me man hey ya gotta call watch ya step to Hell itz a long fall! GREAT MILENKO WAVE YOUR WAND DONT LOOK NOW YOUR LIFE IZ GONE THIS IZ ALL BECUZ OF YOU WHAT YOU GOT YOURSELF INTO Ah...itz time to pack up and move to tha next town but we forgot mr. bigot okay dig it we can't show you an illusion cuz we're all packed BUT I'll still cuz ya neck out howz that?