Lời bài hát: ICP (Insane Clown Posse). Bizzar. Intro.

To all that are receiving this broadcast we are now entering our
thirteenth hour of continuing cloud coverage. This ongoing event has been
upgraded to a national emergency. It has been a sleepless night here in Metro
Detroit as panic and terror has swept the streets. It seems much of Detroit
as well as the rest of the country are still unsettled by this unexplainable
cloud that still clutches the sky. From New York to Honolulu, Miami to
Fairbanks the expansion of the cloud has subsided but a wall of darkness and
artificial night still grips the land. Witnesses now tell us that thousands
upon thousands of people are emerging from sewers everywhere their faces are
painted and they look like CLOWNS!!! The people are running and screaming but
eye witnesses say they're not in pain its almost like a strange type of joy
has overtaken them. At this time we do not know where or why the people are
running but there seems to be an organized plan directing there action. Its
like a guiding force is giving them supernatural stamina. The immense crowd
of clowns are now on the move all in unison moving in one direction towards
an unknown destination. Its almost as if they see what others cannot heeding
an inaudible call that silently pierces this calm before the storm.