Korn

Korn

Korn es un grupo de nu metal de Bakersfield, California, Estados Unidos. Frecuentemente son mencionados como los creadores del nu metal.[1] Junto con otros grupos de la época, fueron los que inspiraron muchas de las bandas de nu metal y Alternative Metal entre los años 1990 y comienzos del 2000. Korn se formó cuando Jonathan Davis lideraba en aquel momento una banda local llamada Sex Art, mientras trabajaba como ayudante de forense en Bakersfield, California. LAPD era el grupo en el que estaban James "Munky" Shaffer,David Silvera,Reginald "Fieldy" Arvizu y Brian "Head" Welch. LAPD eran aparentemente más conocidos que Sex Art y aún puede encontrarse algún trabajo del grupo todo lo contrario que Sex Art, de lo que no queda nada. Munky, Fieldy, y David grabaron el disco debut de LAPD cuando apenas llegaban a la mayoría de edad, y en él pueden escucharse partes de actuales canciones de Korn. Jonathan, en cambio, permaneció en Sex Art cuatro meses.

Letra de Earache My Eye
Featuring Cheech Marin
Additional vocals by Reggie "Fieldy Snuts" Arvizu


Cheech Marin:
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.

Fieldy:
Gonna tie his pecker to a tree.

Get your boogie on.

Go Head.

Cheech Marin:
The earth is coming to an end
and I don't give a damn.
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! Money!

Fieldy:
Are you talking pesos?

Cheech Marin:
Money, ka-ching! Ka-ching!

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

Lots of money. (x3)
I'm so bloody rich!
Lots of money.
Lots of muthafuckin' money.
I get rich.

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

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

Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

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

Fieldy:
Get your 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.
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ahh, ha, ha, ha!

The bomb is a fuckin in the house!
Loco! Ooooh ahhh oooo!
Gimme some!

Cheech Marin:
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!

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