earache my eye lyrics – korn

[featuring cheech marin from cheech & chong]
[dialog intro]
i said, “i smoke…. ever now and then”
but when i really need one i gotta have one.
just dying, great tricks.
yeah, so?
so to the 6.9 that was a double deuce.
you said something about, “it’s on”.
you see? that’s all.
what does this thing do? oh there it goes.
where are you going?
i’m right here.
what are you doing?
i’ll do black and white trip.
yo gotta get ’em x skin on the black and white.
yeah, of course.
see what it is? it’s like an in between thing
i didn’t know. where, where is, where is the switch?
like, i’m not black, i’m not white
i’m kind, you know.
where is the switch?
where is what switch?
the black and white switch.
oh you gotta get it fixed up? right over here.
you see, this is dust, every, over here is dust.
what up? is that your love?
i love b & b que’s
so the only reason i barbeque on ’em on wednesday’s
because he f*ckin’ f*ckin’ falls in the grill.
look here.
what was that?
little f*ckin’ tooth.
carlos did it! [laugh]
hey now, you can do it on command?
you know as well as you do you can come whenever you want.
i’m the one who gave taco his name. you know that?
i said, you believe that, i said
“we had that barbeque”, and he goes “oh, you wanna go to taco?”

[song starts here]
cheech marin:
dun nun nun, dun nun nun, dun dun dun!


my mama’s talkin’ to me, tryin’ to tell me how to live,
but i don’t listen to her cause my head is like a sieve.

my daddy he disowned cause i wear my sister 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 p*ck*r to a tree, to a tree.
gonna tie my p*ck*r to a tree.

gonna tie his p*ck*r to a tree.
get your boogie on.
go head.

cheech marin:
the world is coming to an end and i don’t give a d*mn.
as long as i have my b*tch, oh and my flight 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! money!

you talk alot of pesos.

cheech marin:
money, ka-ching! ka-ching!
ha ha ha ha ha ha!

lot’s of money. [x3]

cheech marin:
i’m so bl**dy rich!

lot’s of money.
lot’s of mothaf*ckin’ money.
i get rich.

cheech marin:
ha ha ha ha ha ha!
i own shopping centers, and parking lots, and stocks, and all that sh*t!
ha ha ha ha ha ha!
i own you! ha! you too! you three!
for me, hee hee, hoe hoe.

get your groove on.
let’s bring it back one more time, jonathan.
jonathan on them drums, gettin’ even slower.
more groovin’, slow that sh*t down crazy slow.
come on. death. right here. slow.
don’t give a f*ck, break it out.
you even know boy george is on heroin.
we don’t give a f*ck.
rick james is in the crack house.
i’m f*ckin’ paying, that’s all that matters.

the firm is a [incomprehensible] in the house!
loco! ooooh ahhh oooo!
give me some!

cheech marin:
ha ha ha ha ha ha!

/ korn lyrics