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Tytuł: The Jokers Wild

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  The Joker's Wild
  
  "Welcome to another exciting episode of Del Ray's number one
  game show The Joker's Wild! Shaggy tell us something about
  tonight's contestants."
  
  "Hey motherfuckers
  Get ready for the killer show of this bitch
  We gotta cop we gotta judge and we gotta redneck
  So step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!"
  
  [Violent J]
  Woohoo!
  Everybody smile
  Guess who's back on your underground dial (who?)
  It's the game show host with the most (Violent J)
  And tonight we finna have a little pig roast
  Cop copper, it's been a long while
  Lace up your boots and come on down the aisle
  Mr. Pig-Man packing that steel
  But tonight, you ain't shit, now spin the fuckin wheel
  Looks good, nice try
  Now let's see just how ya gonna die?
  Lucky, lucky, he landed on Carpenter Jed
  He just pounds nails in your forehead
  The pig got lucky that time
  But let's take a look who's next down the line
  Oh, the 43rd District judge
  Hey pal, remember me
  You threw me in jail
  Take a spin or I'll snap your neck
  The clicker's landed, let me check
  The Jokey, hey it ain't bad at all
  We just cut your face off and slap your skull
  Who's next for the games and fun?
  Hillbilly Earl, come on down, run
  The redneck that sicked his dog on me
  Now that's gonna cost you a spin, buddy
  Spin around and around it goes
  Staple your lips shut, cut off your toes
  Then I throw your corpse on top of the pile
  Anything goes on the Joker's Wild
  
  "Tell me who killed 17 people and later ate their dead bodies?"
  "Jeffrey Dahmer."
  "No, the correct answer would be your mother. Shaggs?"
  
  "Aww, shit, motherfuckers
  Get ready for round two of this bitch
  So, if you want your fucking neckbone chopped
  Step the fuck up and play the Joker's Wild!"
  
  [Violent J]
  You like big money and prizes, don't ya
  You'd probably kill for a big prize, won't ya
  Ya little bitch, it's your turn to spin
  Free money, now spin again
  Oh goody, the unzip your drawers
  I'm finna clip this chain on your balls
  Raise ya upside down for the bang bada
  Now we bust your head like a pinata (hey!)
  The audience loves that shit
  Listen to em cheer when your forehead splits
  Wait! Cut to a break, oh shit, d-damn ah
  We got guts on the camera
  
  "The Joker's Wild is brought to you by...Faygo
  EVERYBODY SING!!"
  "Send your momma straight up to the store, tell that bitch to bring home a
  Faygo"
  
  [Violent J]
  Welcome back to the Carnival Show
  Here's your chance for the big money cash flow
  Hit your buzzer, pull your lever
  Joker, joker, lemon, we sever your head
  Pick a door, one, two, or three
  It's the same behind every door, me
  There's no escape, now gimme that bald head
  The crowd can't help, look, they're all dead
  At home they just watching your doom
  We broadcast from hell to your living room
  I ripped off his knuckle, wicked clown style
  Anything goes on the Joker's Wild
  
  "It's time to play hit or miss. Contestant number one, open your
  mouth. Contestant number two, get ready. Will he hit or miss....
  HE HIT! What's next?"
  
  "We got money, we got cash, we got prizes
  We got blood, we got guts
  We got naked dead bitches on the Joker's Wild"
  
  [Violent J]
  I got my yellow suit and my purple tie
  Somebody's gonna die, oh my
  It's Mr. Thompson, my next door neighbor
  Always bitchin, yellin from the kitchen
  Window, see he died and he went to hell though
  We meet again, I got my own game show
  Spin the wheel, cuz I just can't fuck around
  BONUS ROUND!
  Oh shit, the end of the game
  Bonus round, we goin' out with a bang
  You gotta chance for money and prizes
  You gotta chance at death, too hahah
  So get ready, I'm coming at'cha fast
  Your chance for freedom at last
  Four questions, so are you ready, Jack?
  "Uh, I think so", load the gat
  
  "The cop in here?"
  "Eats butt."
  "Yes. The square root of two?"
  "Uhhh..."
  "Correct. Nutsacs don't belong in?"
  "Butt cracks"
  "Right. Richboys eat?"
  "Caviar."
  "No, the correct answers bullets." (gunshots)
  
  "Oh geez, this is Bink Chipperwink saying so long till next week folks
  See ya later, goodbye"
  
  "That's it, go home (aww!)"