Lyric Mr Johnson s Head - Insane Clown Posse

Lyric Song Mr Johnson s Head: Sitting in the class with my head on the desk
Teacher s trying to talk but I could give a fuck less
I m staring at the freak that I know I m in love with
But she don t even know my name it s always been the same
I just lay my head down and drown in my spit
Nobody even notices I m here cuz I ain t shit
I hear voices but I don t know what they saying
Sweat is on my forehead cuz my brain s inside decaying
And this bitch that I love probably don t have no idea
She s talking to her friends I m in the corner and I see her
Something s happening but it isn t very clear
Sounds like a bellsounds like an electric chair
Next thing I know walking in the crowded hall
So many different faces that I throw up on the wall
Some are yelling yquot;sickyquot; and the others stop and stare
But I don t careI m in a hurry going nowhere
Seemy head is spinning cuz I m lonely and I m twisted
But I have a secret everybody missed it
Just a nobody and I think it s a drag
But I got Mr Johnson s head in my bookbag
I couldn t stand the pressurenot another day
I didn t like the fucker Mr Johnson anyway
I sat up in his classhe hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag
I wish somebody knew me cuz then they could say I m wrong
But since nobody knows me I got it going on
I m staring at the clockI listen for the tock
I gotta couple food stamps folded in my sock
I guess I m just a ghost cuz everybody walks through me
If I died in class they would probably say they knew me
Or they wouldn t carethey wouldn t even move
A dead body rotting in the back of the room
For weeks and monthsstinking up the class
Until somebody noticed then they throw me in the trash
I can hear the teacher man talking about Columbus
He nothing but an old dead fuck with a compass
Ran up on a beach and threw everybody off
And then he claimed discovery and now we all applaud
I don t give a fuck to learn your uncle went to hell
I m trapped in mind and my brain is my cell
But I have a keyit s called insanity
I stick in my brain to unlock eternity
Just a nobody and I think it s a drag
But I got Mr Johnson s head in my bookbag
I couldn t stand the pressurenot another day
I didn t like the fucker Mr Johnson anyway
I sat up in his classhe hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag
yquot;Okaytoday we re gonna learn about A Great Freedom If you ll turn
your textbooks to Chapter Four we ll get started America s the
land of the freewe all live together in the same wealthy community
and we are alternate equals Yesyquot;
yquot;ManMr Johnson already taught us this Ain t he ever coming backyquot;
yquot;Uhuhhe suhvery ill right nowyquot;
Nothey can sit and front about it all day
But I left his fucking body in the hallway
And in the morning they opened up the door
And seen his motherfucking carcass laying on the floor
But they would never suspect me I m just a nerd
I try to speak my wordit always goes unheard
I could chop my arms off and run around the class
I doubt they d even noticebut I d be dying fast
Cuz they d rather learn about redneck chicker
Who owned a couple slaves but I guess it doesn t matter
Fuck WashingtonBenjaminfuck em all ah
They can suck my nuts till they wood teeth fall out
And the class wanna know who could it be
But I m like Dewey Boodieyou ain t never heard of me
I m just a nobody and I think it s a drag
But I got his motherfucking melon chilling in my bookbag
I couldn t stand the pressurenot another day
I didn t like the fucker Mr Johnson anyway
I sat up in his classhe hung a rebel flag
I cut the bigots head off and I stuffed it in my bag