Earache My Arse

My mother keeps a preachin'

Tryin' to straighten out my brain

But EVERY word she throws at me

Just circles down the drain

My old man slammed the door said I brought him shame

Caught me paintin' up my eyes an toes

And signin' my own name

I’m a king!

Yeah, I’m a king!

Spotlight burnin' on my face

While the whole world screams!

My football coach went crazy said I lost my mind for good

I showed up wearin' leather boots and sequins on my hood

(Hahaha! That's showbiz, baby!)

The city's goin' under

But I ain't losin' sleep

As long as my limousine shows up

And takes me out to creep

people point and whisper

Say I'm rotten to the core

But every tabloid headline makes me want it more!

(and more and more and more and MORE~~~~~~~~~~!!!!! hahahahahahahahahahahaa)

I’m a king!

Yeah, I’m a king!

Champagne drippin' from the walls

While the cash bells ring!

Money money money!

Gimme more more more!

Money money money!

Kick down the door!

I'm disgustingly loaded! (Hahaha!)

Bought a swimming pool shaped like me! (Hahaha!)

Three chords made me millions! (Hahaha!)

Crash the whole parade! (H