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 Ipreceded,    with what caution, with what foresight, with what simulation Iwent    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 nopulsation.    He was stone dead. His eye would trouble me no longer. His eye    would trouble me no longer.       Evil Eye    Ol' Evil Eye