"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 eyes resembled that of a vulture. A pale, blue eye with a film over 

it. Whenever it fell upon me, my blood ran cold. And so, by degrees, very 

gradually, I made up my mind to take the life of the old man and thus rid 

myself of the eye forever."



So I'm headed door to door

With my grandmother's cookie jar

I'm sellin' cookies, 12 for a dollar

I ring the doorbell, nobody wants any

I resort to goin' cheaper - 2 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 Willie on the hilltop

I ring the doorbel, the door creeps open

And there it was starin' and scopin'

The man's left eye, red, big, and drippin'

I was trippin'. "Ahh, seeya!"

I ran home. I couldn't stop thinking

About his eyeball winking and blinking

And it looked not a damn thing like the other Ugh!

Shoulda wore a patch on the motherfucker

It hypnotized me, mesmorized me

Traumatized, paralyzed, terrorized me

Creepers, where'd you get that ball

And tell me how it even fits in your skull



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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.

It ain't hard, I'm killin' Old Evil Eye!

[End prechorus]



[chorus:]

Evil eye...

Oh-Oh-Eye (The bitch gon' die! Die-die-die-die-die-die-die)

Evil eye...

Oh-Oh

[End chorus]



"Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you 

should've seen me. You should have seen how wisely I proceeded with caution 

with what foresight, with what patience I went to work. I was never kinder 

to the old man than during the whole week before I killed him."



A day gone pass since I heard about J.O.

Met up in this sleigh, cuz I don't fuckin' play.

Anyway, I gotta do him in. Got a rusty revolver

Put the silver bullets in.

I'm plannin' on playin' one right to his nugget.

Down my drawers with the bucket.

It's time to 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 the cold man stared, no a gaze, no a stare.

Kinda like there was no one there.

How weird, my body froze with the blink of his eye.

Evil eye, sendin' chills up 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.

W-What the fuck was that? I think I heard a sound,

Turned around, there it was, starin' at my face.

This little old man's eye's a make me a mental case.

That's when I felt the pain deep inside,

Deep inside, now his eye's open wide.



[prechorus]



[chorus]



"That night it ceased. The old man was dead. I placed my hands on the 

heart and there for many minutes there was no pulsation. He was stone dead. 

His eye will trouble me no longer. His eye will trouble me no longer."



[chorus X4]