Thought you could do what you do Piggy? Bout time to make you squeal Didn't heed the warning The Family Fun Forest, only at Seattle Center Badge don't mean shit when you turn to channel 3 Blue lights flashing but you can't escape me Fun Forest carousel spinning in the snow Six bodies buried that you'll never fucking know Turn the dial, try to run, but I'm on every station The Needle shadow, this your destination Snow falling through the screen, static in your bones Seattle rain mixed with blood, welcome home Round and round on my Dark Carousel Where the wicked ride and nightmares dwell Laugh it up till you scream and yell Strap right in, welcome to hell Round and round on my Dark Carousel Where the wicked ride and nightmares dwell Laugh it up till you scream and yell Strap right in, welcome to hell Detective Smith, you're gonna want to look at this... what kind of sick fuck leaves a carousel that red Detective Smith, we know you beat your wife Look at the bruising that took her fucking life This chickenshit gonna lawyer up Too bad in this court that makes it tough Nice suit and tie but ya eyes in depth Can't even be represented by that bitch lawyer Beth Jury, judge and court hangs on a breath Your fucking guilty the goddamn plea is death Round and round on my Dark Carousel Where the wicked ride and nightmares dwell Laugh it up till you scream and yell Strap right in, welcome to hell Round and round on my Dark Carousel Where the wicked ride and nightmares dwell Laugh it up till you scream and yell Strap right in, welcome to hell Next up on The Dark Rain Show: Cops who can't solve their own mysterious death Welcome Detective Smith to my motherfucking set Audience full of corpses that you ain't discovered yet Your dead wife in the front row, bruises on display Fun Forest victims right beside her, what you got to say? Can't solve your own death when you're sitting in my chair Cameras rolling, static snowing, feel that Fun Forest air Audience chanting "guilty" while you sweating through that suit Detective, case is closed - you the one we execute (what!) Time to change the channel, Smith, you know where this goes Turn it to channel 3 and join us in the snow Do it, do it, do it, DO IT MOTHERFUCKER! Screen goes white, Fun Forest snow starts to fall The Needle looming over carousel and all Six bodies spinning, now there's room for seven Detective Smith you ain't going to heaven Strap in tight to my wicked ride Blood-soaked horses, nowhere to hide Round and round in the static freeze Welcome home Piggy, you're trapped with me (WHOOP WHOOP!) Round and round on my Dark Carousel Where the wicked ride and nightmares dwell Laugh it up till you scream and yell Strap right in, welcome to hell Round and round on my Dark Carousel Where the wicked ride and nightmares dwell Laugh it up till you scream and yell Strap right in, welcome to hell
