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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Delilah Bon
Delilah Bon
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lauren Tate
Lauren Tate
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lauren Tate
Lauren Tate
Producer

Lyrics

Welcome to the belly, belly of the town
Belly of the beast where the hell drips down
I'm the king down here, turn around
And when you walk back boy don't forget to bow
I'm the mommy of gods bad children
Left in the gutter, he never came to love them
I could save you, I could try, but why?
I'm a little clown
What goes up comes down
Welcome to the belly of the underground
Pretty little girl like this
Chainsaw to your leg and wrist
Welcome to the underground
Pretty little girls all dressed as clowns
Do you wanna play with us?
It might just get too much
Oh, little clowns, are you looking for violence?
So hungry to kill you're making mommy the proudest
Yes you, you're my favorite
Tie him up while I find something to play with
A chainsaw, sure I have a chainsaw
Meat cleaver, bash brains with a cleaver
Sharp razor, cut him up with a razor
This hammer, yeah, this is my favorite
Spit on him, shit on him
He'll never lay a hand on another kid
When we're finished with this evil man
I see the past in his eyes when he cries out
But look at me, I'm the daddy with the power now
I'm not a demon or a god, bitch
I'm not the girl you're thinking of bitch
I'm doing cartwheels until I throw up, I will ever grow up
I'm a little, I'm a little clown
What goes up comes down
Welcome to the belly of the underground
Pretty little girl like this
Chainsaw to your leg and wrist
Welcome to the underground
Pretty little girls all dressed as clowns
Do you wanna play with us?
It might just get too much
We're the underachievers, should have been leaders
Should have been smiling with teeth made of silver
Should have been, would have been, never enough
Sad little kids, always unloved
Now I'm the king of the cannibal kingdom
Ridding you all of the predators linger
Clowns all around, look at us now
We are the kids that the drain washed down
Take a wire put it in his eye and twist it round
I wanna see how long it takes until the whole thing pops
Take a hammer, hit him on the head until he's dead
And hold a mirror to his face so he still gets a good watch
I'm a little clown
What goes up comes down
Welcome to the belly of the underground
Pretty little girl like this
Chainsaw to your leg and wrist
Welcome to the underground
Pretty little girls all dressed as clowns
Do you wanna play with us?
It might just get too much
Written by: Lauren Tate
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