Fonz Pond Songtext
von Insane Clown Posse
Fonz Pond Songtext
"Hey, I know where we can go"
"Where?" "Hmm"
"Let′s go to Fonz Pond!"
"What?!" "What?"
"No way dude, you know how many kids died there?!"
"No way!"
"I should've known you guys would be a bunch of baby pussies about it"
"Fuck that, I aint afraid"
"You don′t even know where it's at"
"Yes I do"
"Then where is it, then?"
Off Lickety Trail, there's a pond where many a children died
It′s a place to run to and disappear
A place where some folks hide
But they will tell you about the rumors that swell around this lake
Some say there′s something in the water
Them deaths are no mistake
The fog that rides along the top
Has been said to carry voices
Those of the dead who took the dare
And jumped in, they made bad choices
Some have seen and others heard
And they say along the bottom
Are all the bodies of the girls and boys
Preserved and remaining half-rotten
The water's fit with murky mud
The weeds are red, like splattered blood
In this pond, a spirit cries
Snakes and bugs replace his eyes
Some don′t believe and dared to swim
Something under will pull you in
Hidden deep in the wild brush
If you know where it is, then hush
(We almost there)
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Don′t go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
Off Lickety Trail, there's a pond where many a children perished
The water is black, even in the sunlight
Deep and dark nightmarish
Some believe the bodies surface and bask underneath the moon
Others say they seen a headless boy stumbling around the lagoon
The loons scream all night long
Sounds malonic sings you a song
Missing children, swampy depths
Mysteries are secrets kept
Staring owls, snakes and frogs
Leeches living off hollow logs
Something′s watching from the water
It took them missing sons and daughters
(It's over there)
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Don′t go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me under, pulling me under
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me down
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me under, pulling me under
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me down
Only terrifying horror tales emulate from this one place
Several children, young boys and girls
Disappear here without a trace
What you believe and what you don′t is entirely up to you
But if you go up there and swim alone
You'll know exactly what′s true
Something's dragging through the mud
Mosquitos attracted to the blood
They say the dark depths have no bottom
Some never came back up and got ′em
Crazy kids come party here
It swallows more souls every year
They jump right in and disappear
Best to stay away from up there at Fonz Pond
(There it is)
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Don′t go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me under, pulling me under
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me down
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me under, pulling me under
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me down
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
"Where?" "Hmm"
"Let′s go to Fonz Pond!"
"What?!" "What?"
"No way dude, you know how many kids died there?!"
"No way!"
"I should've known you guys would be a bunch of baby pussies about it"
"Fuck that, I aint afraid"
"You don′t even know where it's at"
"Yes I do"
"Then where is it, then?"
Off Lickety Trail, there's a pond where many a children died
It′s a place to run to and disappear
A place where some folks hide
But they will tell you about the rumors that swell around this lake
Some say there′s something in the water
Them deaths are no mistake
The fog that rides along the top
Has been said to carry voices
Those of the dead who took the dare
And jumped in, they made bad choices
Some have seen and others heard
And they say along the bottom
Are all the bodies of the girls and boys
Preserved and remaining half-rotten
The water's fit with murky mud
The weeds are red, like splattered blood
In this pond, a spirit cries
Snakes and bugs replace his eyes
Some don′t believe and dared to swim
Something under will pull you in
Hidden deep in the wild brush
If you know where it is, then hush
(We almost there)
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Don′t go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
Off Lickety Trail, there's a pond where many a children perished
The water is black, even in the sunlight
Deep and dark nightmarish
Some believe the bodies surface and bask underneath the moon
Others say they seen a headless boy stumbling around the lagoon
The loons scream all night long
Sounds malonic sings you a song
Missing children, swampy depths
Mysteries are secrets kept
Staring owls, snakes and frogs
Leeches living off hollow logs
Something′s watching from the water
It took them missing sons and daughters
(It's over there)
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Don′t go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me under, pulling me under
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me down
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me under, pulling me under
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me down
Only terrifying horror tales emulate from this one place
Several children, young boys and girls
Disappear here without a trace
What you believe and what you don′t is entirely up to you
But if you go up there and swim alone
You'll know exactly what′s true
Something's dragging through the mud
Mosquitos attracted to the blood
They say the dark depths have no bottom
Some never came back up and got ′em
Crazy kids come party here
It swallows more souls every year
They jump right in and disappear
Best to stay away from up there at Fonz Pond
(There it is)
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Don′t go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me under, pulling me under
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me down
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me under, pulling me under
(Fight for air!)
Something strong is pulling me down
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
(Don't go in the water)
At Fonz Pond
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