You girls see more of me, after school, you better run to your 'pa. Class clown, I already know I'm a star. Your Children of the Korn was born, from your porn and twisted ass ways, now you look amazed. I'm sitting in a daze, in a purple haze. You better check my pulse, 'cause nothin' seems to faze.
Nothin' seems to faze.
Your children of the Korn, children of the Korn. Nothin' seems to faze. Your children of the Korn, children of the Korn. Look and see, I feel the parents hating me. You hurt me.