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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Face paint dripping under desert neon light,
Fooliganz rising in the middle of the night.
Freakshop humming like a circus in the dark,
Misfits and ravers leaving their mark.
No judgment here, just the family of the strange,
Outcasts and addicts rearranging the range.
Dildodude grinning from the wall and the skin,
The troupe is the church and the trip is the hymn.
[Chorus]
Fooliganz! (Budonkadonk!)
Fooliganz! (Never wrong!)
Clowns in the desert, colors on the face,
Riding the vision to a different place.
Fooliganz! (No control!)
Fooliganz! (Lose your soul!)
From Ace Liquor shadows to the Freakshop floor,
We’re the family the city can’t ignore!
[Verse 2]
Lost MC rolling but they can’t take the crown,
We steal the moment and we burn it down.
Labrat in the back with the secret in the glass,
Luchadora spinning till the world won’t last.
Dax in the center like a prophet of the freaks,
Every broken soul finding what it seeks.
Anti-everything, anti-the-law,
Fooliganz living by the only law they saw.
[Verse 3]
Warehouse lights strobing, paint running in the heat,
The troupe keeps moving on unsteady feet.
Not a gang, a circus that never leaves the stage,
Writing our gospel on the city’s cage.
Freshmeat welcome if they pass the test,
Drink the vision, join the rest.
From Sandy Shores dust to the railyard flame,
Fooliganz forever wearing the name.
[Bridge]
(Warped, echoing, almost chanted)
See the colors…
Hear the call…
Lose the judgment…
Lose it all…
[Final Chorus]
Fooliganz! (Budonkadonk!)
Fooliganz! (Never wrong!)
Clowns in the desert, colors on the face,
Riding the vision to a different place.
Fooliganz! (No control!)
Fooliganz! (Lose your soul!)
From the first drop to the last parade,
Fooliganz — the freaks that never fade!
Details
GeneratedAug 27, 2026
Duration3:11
LanguageEnglish
Style
Psychedelic Freak-Rock / Mystical Clown Metal – warped riffs, carnival-from-hell energy, trip-haze vocals.
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