KoRn - Earache My Eye Lyrics

Dun nun nun, dun nun nun, dun dun dun

Orale!

My mama's talkin' to me try to tell me how to live
But I don't listen to her 'cause my head is like a sieve
My daddy he disowned me 'cause I wear my sisters clothes
He caught me in the bathroom with a pair of pantyhose

My basketball coach he done kick me off the team
For wearing high heel sneakers and acting like a queen
Gonna tie my pecker to a tree, to a tree
Gonna tie my pecker to a tree
Gonna tie his pecker to a tree

Get your boogie on

Go ahead

The earth is coming to an end and I don't even care
As long as I have my bitch oh and my fly gear
It don't bother me, if people think I'm funny
'Cause I'm a big rock star and I'm makin' lots of money
Money, money, money (are you talking pesos), money

Money, ka-ching
Ka-ching

Lots of money
Lots of money
Lots of money
I'm so bloody rich
Lots of money
Lots of muthafuckin' money
I get rich

I own shopping centers, and parking lots
and, stars and all that shit

I own you, Ha! You too
You three
For me
hee hee
hoh hoh

Groove on
Let's bring it back one more time, Jonathan
Jonathan on them drums, getting ever slower
More groovin', slow that shit down crazy slow
Come on, death, right here, slow. Ah
Don't give a fuck, break it out
You even know Boy George is on heroin
We don't give a fuck
Rick James is in the crack house
I'm fuckin' paying, that's all that matters

The bomb is a fuckin in the house
Loco

Gimme some

Ha ha ha ha ha ha