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of the Korn. 
'cause a bag of my life 
Then I got it, so far. 
It's open day like me. Insanity 
Go figure, what's a fag? 
Now a player 
babtised and born,
me 
[Jonathan:]
And the children are born.
Your feeling through me, I, I
We're the children of the Korn.
Cos a bag of my life
Then I got it, so
to do it
Leave it to me, there ain't nothing to it
I'm the king of all dogs, you just never knew it

Baby Hugh Hef, that's my name
KoRn brings
on his mouse
His phone's been busy now for over a week
So I dropped by to see what in Sam Hell is going on

And here's what he said to me:
Come on in
and somethings feelin' funky

Old moldy korn club stuck in the mud it makes me
Wish for a million dollar view
Spend my last lone quarter on the Korn Klub's
stoned all alone
With your chat room friends, your Korn and Ramones
But the phone don't ring and Joey just sings sedated
You gotta learn to hate it
Når togji kryssa va 're morot sjå,
for engorn skull reise, og are skull tå.
Der rek det ferdafolk ifrå land og by.
Dit kom dæ folk frå Nesby'n,
breeds 
My friends and my family 
Had the vision when the bounds now it's blowing up 
Props to the Field Dog 

With the funk through the campaign
can to
Look like raggedy ann.

Jon: I'll check you out punk, yes I know you feel it. you look like one of
Those dancers from the hanson video, you
kickin' it like Buffalo Bill. 
Gettin' butt-fucked by your uncle Chuck, 
While your sister's on her knees waitin' for your 
Little peanut. 
Wait,
I'm goin' sharpen ya blades
Let's get it on
Videos with bullets flying through Korn
Blow! Footage turn ya camcords on
It's the underground nigga
Bocephus, Beasties, and the Kings of Rock
Skynyrd, Seger, Limp, Korn, the Stones
David Allen Coe, and No Show Jones

Yeah! Pass that bottle around
Got
listening to Korn
Hit the hotel
Bought out all the rooms smoking out the whole floor
Fans in the lobby standing by the brochures
Knocking on the door
korn,
If you came a little bit closer,
You'd see it isn't painted on,
Oh no no

Red Dragon tattoo,
Is just about on me,
I got it for you,
So now
for the big beat drum
Drum-diddy-dumb diddy-diddy-drum-drum
So people in the place here the big beat come
Here it come, here it come, here it
evil numbs
Cartoon kids crayola smiles
Children of the korn fed styles
But I don't buy your lies
I see through your disguise
Don't feel your screams
it's so golden y'all
Golden cobra

Uh, that's right
Yeah, that's right
(Shut the fuck up)

Feelin' Korn going blind
Free as hell doin' time
I'm
FULL CLIP, PLUG 'DAT PUSS!!
Hit it from the back and blow out that bush
Tappin' nedens, taggin' nedens, that be my thing
Know my bitches from they
be no show 
to the firm you always got my back 
korn for the love and swappin' up of the tracks 
my brother cory d 
my man terry dale 
who brought
me?
There's not one that I can see
Not one I can see

Used to be nothing sweeter than the signals it could send
The musical hand it could lend
Fuck off. Who cares about your stupid scenes, your shitty zines, the straw-men you build up to burn. It never ceases to amaze me and as I'm suffering
getting old
So I'll sow my korn by the Helmet in the Bush
And in the meantime I want you all to help me push
With the Tool of intolerance I'm ready
(Matrix play with it straight hit it get all they face with it)
Head is lighter than a feather
(The killers the dealers the cutthroats)

Korn
raised up without shit
That's how I'll die, that's how I like it
Everybody jumps to the juggalo sound
Fuck outta here if you ain't down with the clown
seen her she look 



like Lena Horn with the big butt gotta go on but got more kids than 

Children of the Korn that's why I couldn't fuck with