Triplex Songtext
von Insane Clown Posse

Close your eyes and relax, okay?
All right, is Eddy around?
Can I hear from Eddy today?
Eddy, do you wanna tell me what′s on your mind?

Bloody red, bloodshed, gutted hoes, and death
Hating' women, I kill ′em 'til it ain't none left
Call me Machete Eddy, tell Betty be ready
Slice her titties off and chop ′em into slops of spaghetti

Not good
Okay, how about Hank?
Hank, what′s up with you today?
How's the diet going?

I wanna fuck a fat lady, have fat babies
And love ′em and shove 'em in a fat microwave oven
And eat ′em naked in my backyard at midnight grubbin'
Run to the toilet, guts bubblin′, and blow it up

Jesus Christ
And what about Dan?
Is my friend Dan around today?


Dan man, here
I had three sisters, four brothers
I killed all of them fother muckers
A sacrifice for the girl I loved, who cares if she's a he? Listen
I was born a she, why do we keep missing?

Three murderers, one morbid man
Don't question why, in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Triplex of violence in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Don′t question why, in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Triplex of violence in the mind of a lunatic

Eddy, are you there?
You′re not planning to harm any women, right?
Remember, we talked about self-control

Fuck that, I'm gonna fuckin′ murder Khloe Kardashian
Run straight through her front door and crash it in
Headbutt her motherfuckin' forehead and bash it in
Snap pics of the dead bitch and cash ′em in

Yeah, okay, and Hank?
How 'bout you, buddy?
How are you doing with self-control?


It′s Fat Hank again
Uh, look here, I chewed off my own toe
The pain was vicious but the shit was delicious
I ate my left hand too, you think it's dumb shit
But I don't know though, yo, ′cause it was scrumptious

Dan, are you in there?
Dan, you′ve got someone at home who loves you very much
Somebody special, right?

I guess, but I kind of turned her head backwards
I heard a snap, her skin wrinkled, I whacked her silly
And I shaved all the hair off the back of her melon
And painted Love's face there, "Welcome back," I tell him or her

Obviously, I need to increase your medication

Three murderers, one morbid man
Don′t question why, in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Triplex of violence in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Don't question why, in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Triplex of violence in the mind of a lunatic

Eddy, do you remember the exercises to calm your anger?
How you feeling buddy?

I feel like I′m sick of killing hookers, it's too easy
Cops say, "So what?" and yawn
Unless you leave the bloody, naked slut on they lawn
They don′t give a shit, I need to off a bitch cop
A bitch judge, I need to... Say, Doc, what's your wife do?

Let's keep the focus on you, Eddy
So, Hank, we talked about living a healthy lifestyle
What have you done to improve your health?

Uh, I shot an athlete in the head and ate his heart for a start
I shot a scholar in the heart and ate his brain for the smarts
I shot a porn star and ate his junk to be dick strong
But caught full-blown AIDS, I′ll be gone before the song

Dan, have you been avoiding stress?
We talked about you relaxing and maybe having some fun

My buddy Dustin, lately (Hey Dustin)
We′ve been gagging each other (Oops)
So I've been shaggin′ his 83-year-old mother
He was asleep, I cut his head off with a sword, classic
When he went to comb his hair, it wasn't there, fantastic

Three murderers, one morbid man
Don′t question why, in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Triplex of violence in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Don't question why, in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Triplex of violence in the mind of a lunatic

All three of you are demented and I′ve had it
Eddy, I'm going home to be with my wife
Hank, you wanna eat something, try my balls
And Dan, I don't know what you are, Dan

Three murderers, one morbid man
Don′t question why, in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Triplex of violence in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Don′t question why, in the mind of a lunatic
Three murderers, one morbid man
Triplex of violence in the mind of a lunatic