Welcome sons of fuckin bitches to the Wicked Carnie Theater
Tonight's feature presentation is so fucking scary
It'll take the wrinkle out of your nutsac and fade your butt hairs
So get ready motherfuckers, for tonight's main attraction
I give to you, Ol' Evil Eye, ahahahahaha
Alright shut the fuck up, start the movie

I loved the old man. He had never wronged me. He had never given
me insult. For his gold, I had no desire. I think it was his eye.
Yes, it was this. One of his eye's resembled that of a vulture.
A pail blue eye with a film over it. Whenever it fell upon me, my
blood ran cold. And so, out of the breeze, very gradually, I made
up mind to take the life of the old man, and must rid myself of
the eye, forever.

So, I'm heading door to door with grandmother's cookie jar
I'm selling cookies, twelve for a dollar
I ring the door bell, nobody wants any
I result in going cheaper, two for a penny
Anybody, everybody, they hate me
I can tell when they spit and degrade me
There's only one house left the last on the block
Old man Willy on the hilltop
I ring the door bell, the door creeps open
And there it was, staring and scoping
The man's left eye ragged big and dripping
I was trippin, AH! see ya!
I ran home, I couldn't stop thinking
About his eyeball winking and blinking
And that it looked not a damn thing like the other (eww!)
Should of wore a patch on the motherfucker
It hypnotized me, mesmorized me
Traumitized, paralyze, terrorized me
Creepers, where'd you get that ball?
And tell me how it even fits in your skull
I want a big long knife to stick it in
I wanna lift up the eyelid and kick it in
He's gotta die, I want his eye buried in my backyard
I'm killin Ol' Evil Eye

Evil Eye
Ol' Evil Eye

Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Mad men know nothing?! But
you should have seen me. You should have seen how wisely I preceded,
with what caution, with what foresight, with what simulation I went
to work. I was never kinder to the old man. Then during the whole
week before I killed him.

A day gone past as I heard about jail
Men up in the slay, cuz I don't fuckin play
Anyway, I gotta do him in
That I was to reborn and put the silver bullets in
I plan on bucking one right through his nugget
Now my drawers with the bucket, I gotta go, fuck it
I stuck it up to his neck when he came to the door
I really didn't know what I was in for
First a cold-ass stare now a gaze now a stare
Kinda like there was no one there, how weird
My body froze with the blink of his eye
Evil eye sending chills down my spine
What to do, what to do, I gotta try to break
I gotta try to make my way to the gate, wait
I can't move, I'm stuck to the ground
Oh, what the fuck was that I think I heard a sound
Turn around there it was staring at my face
This little old man's eye making me a mental case
That's when I felt the pain deep inside, deep inside
Now his eyes open wide
I want a big long knife to stick it in
I wanna lift up the eyelid and kick it in
He's gotta die, I want his eye buried in my backyard
I'm killin Ol' Evil Eye

Evil Eye
Ol' Evil Eye

At length, it ceased. The old man was dead? I placed my hand upon
the heart. I held it there for many minutes, there was no pulsation.
He was stone dead. His eye would trouble me no longer. His eye
would trouble me no longer.

Evil Eye
Ol' Evil Eye