Apple core, tell me more
Just close your eyes and count to four
You are a stain on my floor
On my floor, on my floor
On my floor, on my floor
I am busy throwing up
Shut the door, shut the door
Shut the door, shut the door
You are trash, I am your king
You are dirt, I am your king, yeah
You are dirt, I am your king
This is my mountain of slime
Whoo
Grime, grime, lemons and limes
Broken glass and broken spines
You are a rip in my skirt
In my skirt, in my skirt
In my skirt, in my skirt
I am busy sleeping
In the dirt, in the dirt
In the dirt, with the dirt
You are trash, I am your king
You are trash, I am your king, yeah
You are trash, I am your king
This is my mountain of grease
Whoo
Oh my, my, bottles and cans
Shaking feet and human hands
You are an insect in my eye
In my eye, in my eye
In my eye, in my eye
I am busy slacking off
So don't cry
So don't cry
You are sludge, I am your king
You are sludge, I am your king, yeah
You are sludge, I am your king
This is my mountain of everything
Oh, hell
Yeah, it's hell
Hell in here
Oh, help me
'Cause it's hell
Help me get out of here
Oh, hell
Yeah, it's hell
Hell in here
Oh, help me
'Cause it's hell
Help me disappear
I am the King of Sludge Mountain
