This Is Their Night Lyrics

Well they march with painted faces, rusty axes glow
The persecuted masses toting their faygo
Unity and family, children of the corn
This is their night

Shirtless wicked clown love, a ninja gathering
Brass knuckles and bitch-beaters. Neden on the scene
Hatchet-man neckless's swinging for their rights,
their plight. This is their night

In non-convention, they will drop out in the dark
The world against them, it fuels their broken hearts
Denying science, defying written word, They fight
This is their night

Braided, branded, nicknamed, he's just a Juggalo
Psychopathic maniac in this dark carnival
Singing "Woop, woop, alo, alo" screaming in the night
This is his night

Alo, alo, alo....

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