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Intro – The Grave

Funny man… funny man…

They always laugh first…

Then the dirt gets quiet.

Hook –

Funny man, funny man

Where the fuck your courage go?

Punchline in a body bag

Now the laughter turn to moans

Funny man, funny man

Where the fuck your courage go?

Punchline in a body bag

Zip it up and let it rot slow

[Verse 1 –

Hee-hee-hee… look at you now, tough guy

All them jokes dried up when the lights went out

I was the one in the shadows, paint drippin’ red

While you was cappin’ on the ‘Gram, I was already in your head

You called me funny? Nah, I’m the punchline that bites back

Smile carved wider than your throat when the blade kiss your neck

Courage left the room the second I stepped in the frame

Now you beggin’ for mercy but the devil don’t play that game

Hee-hee… body bag designer, custom fit for a clown

Your last joke was “I’m sorry” — too late, the curtain’s down

Hook –

Funny man, funny man

Where the fuck your courage go?

Punchline in a body bag

Now the laughter turn to moans

Funny man, funny man

Where the fuck your courage go?

Punchline in a body bag

Zip it up and let it rot slow

[Verse 2 –

Wait—wait—hold up, I was just playin’!

I ain’t mean none of that shit, I was just entertainin’!

You got the wrong guy, I got kids, I got—

(gun cock)

Please… please don’t—

(gurgling)

…where my courage go?

I can’t feel my legs… everything’s gettin’ cold…

Tell my mama I was funny… tell her I was brave…

(weak laugh turning into cough)

…body bag… feels like… home…

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Killer: Punchline in a body bag

Clown: Hee-hee… hee-hee…

Killer: Now the laughter turn to moans

Clown: You shoulda stayed quiet, funny man

Both: Zip it up and let it rot slow…

[Final Hook – The Killer (low, cold, final)

Funny man, funny man

Where the fuck your courage go?

Punchline in a body bag

Now your body in the dirt below

Funny man… funny man…

(fading into static and distant clown laughter)