The Killing Fields by Insane Clown Posse
The Killing Fields by Insane Clown Posse

The Killing Fields

Insane Clown Posse * Track #15 On Riddle Box

The Killing Fields Lyrics

[Verse 1: Violent J]
Laying in my bed, I think of many horror tales
Yet I barely move, my bed is made of nails
I try to roll off, my skin slowly tears away
My flesh is stuck to the bed as I begin my day
Walking out the house this morning, the sky is red
The streets are crowded with the bodies of the living dead
They're trying to die, they're leaping off of rooftops
Uh, they only scream in pain as their body flops
I'd rather stay inside my home and only pray to die
But my house has been on fire since like '85
I can only stand a night of the fatal smoke
But see you never die, you only burn and choke
And so I leave out the house and walk the land
Wild pigs run and feed off the dying men
And look around you, there's bodies hanging from the trees
But they're not dying, they're only crying "please"
I hear the thunder in the sky, so I run and hide
The deadly rain may soon come down, you've got to get inside
The lunatics see the lightning, they're screaming, yes
It's raining blood, the streets are a bloody mess
About once or twice a week though it thunder storms
That's when giant heavy red and black clouds form
It's raining blood, kidneys, and livers from the sky
Prepare, 'cause when you die, you're comin' to the killing fields

[Chorus: Violent J & Legz Diamond]
Come, come on down, down
"What shall the end be? What shall the end be, when that final moment comes?"
Come, come on down, down (You're comin' to the killing fields)
"When the curtains are drawn, the windows are shut, the door is closed, and you've written what you've written, you said it, that's it!"
Come, come on down, down
"What will the end be? What about it, mister, when you've had your last beer?"
Come, come on down, down
"You've laughed at your family and laughed at your little wife. She begged you not to go out to that bar."

[Verse 2: Violent J]
As I feed off a dead pig, I'm thinking back
To when I had a heartbeat and how I would act
I would steal from the poor, I'd laugh at the sick
But in the killing fields, you get your fuckin' neck ripped
So as I walk along, I meet a lot of strange folks
Some people with no eyes, and gashed-open throats
And if they notice your eyeballs are working well
They try to dig them out your skull, and go for self
Now in the summertime, it's like a whole other realm
Water becomes fire, and oceans overwhelm
To walk outside, the heat will surely cook your brains
Try to run across the street, your hair will burst to flames
Victims in a panic run from the heated light
Underneath the city, into the sewer pipes
Until the fire's gone this becomes your new land
But there's no food, so you feed off the other men
And now it's been seven months, I'm barely fed
I chase a baby billy goat with a human's head
It's steady screamin' "Let me be! Let me be!"
But while I chase it there's another demon chasing me
All of time moves backwards, I'm growing old
And still the clouds are burning fire, and so I'm told
That there's a lot of living souls such as the rich
That choose to live like a bitch, I'll see you in the killing fields

[Chorus: Violent J & Legz Diamond]
Come, come on down, down
"You've had your big time of lust and sin and filth! What is the end going to be"
Come, come on down, down (I'll see you in the killing fields)
"When you realize that time is up? You've crossed the finish line going in the wrong direction."
Come, come on down, down
"What shall the end be? What about it, young man? When you've spent your life in a few years time?"
Come, come on down, down
"You're a burned-out shell at twenty-five years of age. What shall the end be? What about it, young lady?"

[Bridge]
You could go to Hell (What shall the end be?)
You could go to Hell (What shall the end be?)
You could go to Hell (What shall the end be?)
You could go to Hell (What shall the end be?)
You could go to Hell

[Outro]
Come, come on down, down
Come, come on down, down (You're comin' to the killing fields)
Come, come on down, down
Come, come on down, down
Come, come on down, down
Come, come on down, down (You're comin' to the killing fields)
Come, come on down, down
Come, come on down, down

The Killing Fields Q&A

Who wrote The Killing Fields's ?

The Killing Fields was written by Violent J & Mike E. Clark.

Who produced The Killing Fields's ?

The Killing Fields was produced by Mike E. Clark & Insane Clown Posse.

When did Insane Clown Posse release The Killing Fields?

Insane Clown Posse released The Killing Fields on Tue Oct 10 1995.

What did Insane Clown Posse say about "The Killing Fields"?

Excerpt from the booklet that came with the 20th anniversary release of Riddle Box:

Violent J: That was just a pure ruthless dark and deadly song.

Shaggy 2 Dope: That song was really Gong heavy. A lot of Gong in that song.

Violent J: That’s right. Gong is all over that song. And it’s just deep an...

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