i let my thirsty boots wander all over and they come home with lies about women and in the evening toe up to the stars sun is comin up and somethings feelin funky old moldy korn club stuck in the mud it makes me wish for a million dollar view spend my last lone quarter on the korn klub s kool aid and there s nothin else i d rather do there s nothin like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me there s nothin like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me yeah razor fanged rattlesnake only tryin to protect itself i had to haul off and blow it s little head away sucked out the venom kept the little skin and meat found it s way onto my plate there go my boots complainin tellin me it s time to go stompin i d better listen or they ll kick my ass hell is down there yawnin hopin i fall head first in it nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt out of me nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt out of me nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep down dirt outta me nothing like a bath of fire to get this deep