Falling Angels - Insane Clown Posse

I climbed up the tree in the back and got on my roof top

With my .22 it’s hot with little pops

Started bustin' off shots aimin' all at the sky

I emptied out the gun bustin' all at the sky

Then I went and stole the bow and arrow from my dad

To the arrow tips I tied gasoline soaked rags

Climbed up with the Zippo, lit 'em off in the sky

A trail of black smoke leading off in the sky

I bought some Chinese stars from the Kung-Fu surplus

They had 'em under the glass, I made the purchase

Climbed up and I whizzed 'em off in the sky

Even stood up on the chimney, whizzed 'em off in the sky

Then I found a double barrel with shells at Wal-Mart

I threw it in next to the Faygo in my shopping cart

I got home, climbed up and blew it off in the sky

3:20 in the morning, bustin' off at the sky

I got a blow gun too, a real one at that

I dip the tips in poison, lay up on my back

And now they’re piercing through the air straight up into the sky

It’s like the only thing you hear is *pffew!* into the sky

I bought a harpoon off the Internet and went up

And tried to shoot it but the fuckin' rip off, it got stuck

I said «fuck it» and I threw the spear up into the sky

As fuckin' hard as I could, I threw it into the sky

I’m sprayin' mace up there, I throw M-80s up there

I’m shootin' everything I got, I sit and wait in my chair

Because I hate the sky above, whether moon or sun

Whether rain or snow, since the pain begun

I’m tryin' to aim for the Heavens up into the sky

Tell me why the love of my life had to die?

How’s she gonna leave me and not even say bye?

I know that she’s an angel and they’re lettin' her fly

Every plan I thought we made together was a lie

She could of hung on, I bet she didn’t even try

She left me dry, and that no one can deny

And when she fall from the sky, I’m askin' her why

Angels are falling!

Angels are falling!

Falling angels!

(Come crashing down to the floor

Won’t stop 'til I get the one that I’m looking for)