The Loons Lyrics

Little Miss Muffet, oh, she never had a clue 
Of the psychopathic wicked clown is finna do 
Creeping through the backyards underneath the moon 
Only three blocks away, the joker looney toon 

Listen to the loon, listen to the pain 
Listen to the one they call the Violent J Insane 
Watch me as I duck and I dash through the night 
I can see the shadows of the moon in my butcher knife 

Pretty little world has created this monster 
See me living with a dead body in a dumpster 
Laughing in your castle but I can't crush your moat 
But then I take a boat and cut your fucking throat 

So now I'm getting closer so I crawl under a house 
I'm waiting for the car to pass and then I crawl back out 
Another block down just a little ways to go.... "Hello?" 

I'm the neck cutter and I'm three blocks away (3x) 
Violent Violent, Violent J 
I'm the neck cutter and I'm three blocks away (3x) 
J, J, Violent J 

I can hear the crickets and the creatures of the night 
You can hear me drag my foot and scrape my butcher knife 
I can hear the owl as it trims a wicked tune 
You can hear the loons, the loons, the loons 

Listen to the little pitter-patter of my feet 
As I howl like a dog and I'm running down the street 
Hiding in the trees, hiding in the bushes 
You're sitting on your couch and I'm underneath your cushions 

Stab you in the back of the head, why not? 
Your little governor is taking everything I got 
I can't feed a family, I can't feed a dog 
So I cut your fucking head off, hey 

Wickey, wickey jokers and you know we show and prove 
Jumping over roof tops, juggaluga move 
Tell me have you ever seen a ghetto freak show 
"Hello?" 

I'm the neck cutter and I'm two blocks away (3x) 
Violent Violent, Violent J 
I'm the neck cutter and I'm two blocks away (3x) 
J, J, Violent J 

I gotta kill her 
I have to kill her 
I'm gonna kill her 
I'm gonna kill her 
I'm gonna... 

You can think I'm joking on my joker while you laugh 
I'm coming to your house I'm finna cut your neck in half 
Everywhere I go the grim reaper stays on me 
Cuz the fucker knows I'm always leaving dead bodies 

I can see him standing at the end of the block 
Cuz somebody's clock is running out of tock 
Slip in the cracks of the walls of the eave 
All that's justified as every punishment received 

Everything you've ever done to me is out of hate 
I'm begging on my knees and you slam your golden gate 
So I pick myself up and I snuck around the back 
And took your money stack then stabbed your fucking neck 

Slowly only go as the night air is calm 
I might stop and chill and drink a 40 on the lawn 
Right before I take the final step to your front door 
"Hello" 

I'm the neck cutter and I'm one block away (3x) 
Violent Violent, Violent J 
I'm the neck cutter and I'm one block away (3x) 
J, J, Violent J 

I'm going up there (I'm the neck cutter)