Halls Of Illusions Chords by Insane Clown Posse

_ _ _ Dig it, please?
Thanks, walk through the [C#m] doors
And through the halls of illusions
Do the [Fm] yours
And see what could've and should've
It would've [F#] been real
But you had to jack the whole [D] deal
Just take a walk down the hallway
It's a long way Thanks, Harvey
And when we get to the end
You'll find a chair with scraps and cheese
We slap you in there
Lock you down tight so you can't move [Dm] a thread
And pull your [G] eyelids up over your [D] head
Cause you're a ball of witness
And a [Dm] visionary dream
It's just too bad it ain't what [D] it seems
You walk in and see two kids on the floor
[C#] They're playing Nintendo and he's got the high score
[C] And sitting behind them
Chillin' in the [B] chair
Is your wife when you look
Oh, you ain't there
[Dm] It's the motherland in the air in your head
[C#] How she looks so happy and don't understand
[C] See, this is an illusion
It never came [Bm] true
I'm a hero
[D] Back to reality and watch your back
Your wife can't smile
Cause you knocked her teeth out
And she can't see straight from getting hit
Cause you're worthless, drunk, useless
But it's all good here
Come have a beer
Let's have a toast to ya
Cause your end is near
And your death comes wicked painful and slow
At the hands of a lingo
Brain, my lingo, and your wife
Don't look like a virgin, son
This is all because of you
But you got just nothing to do
Brain, my lingo, and your wife
Don't look like a virgin, son
This is all because of you
But you got just nothing to do
[A] Look who's here
It's Mr.
Clark
The dirty old man from the trailer park
You got your ticket?
[Am] Thanks
Take your [B] coat off
And later on, [G#] why not?
You'll get road-off
Same thing you [Dm] watch out for always
Along with [G] your face on me
[D] And when you get to the end
You'll find a chair
You see all the blood?
Yeah, your boy was just here
We get all different kind of people coming through
Richies, chickens, and piggies just love you
In the halls, everybody gets a turn
To sitting with Mr.
Illusion before you burn
What do we have here?
Oh dear, [C#] no way
At least let your kids in the [C] OK
Your daughter's still in the pre-college [Em] grade
And you suck a brain doctor [D] Fat pain
They got families and kids
And it's [C#] all good
They even coach Little League
[C] Is this true?
Have you really seen the Holy [G] Ghost?
Hell nah, not even close
[D] Back to reality
Your son's on crack
And your daughter gets paid laying on her back
And they both sit and bump for change
And live in the gutter
And sell crack to each other
When they retention
Beat them and leave them home
And even whip them with the cord
And that reminds me, man
And you gotta call
Watch your step
The hell is the phone ringing?
Malik, go away, you're wrong
Don't look down, you're right this time
This is wrong because of you
But you got yourself in trouble
Pray, Malik, go away, you're wrong
Don't look down, you're right this time
This is wrong because of you
But you got yourself in [C] trouble
Now it's time to back up and move to the east town
But we forgot Mr.
Bigot
OK, dig it
We can't show you an illusion
Cause we're all packed but
They can't be expressed, so
The hell [D] is this?
Pray, Malik, go away, you're wrong
Don't look down, you're right this time
This is wrong because of you
But you got yourself in trouble
Pray, Malik, go away, you're wrong
Don't look down, you're right this time
This is wrong because of you
But you got yourself in [Dm] trouble _
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