Oh, now is Chili Day
It's really great, what can I say
So what could happen to me
But I, must've blown a fuse
It seems my colon got too abused
And yes, I care, yeah, yeah, yeah

I feel like I'm gonna die
Body's really cramping, now, ooh
Where's the porta-potty at
That evil poopy vat
I feel crappy now, must go crappy now

Wow, this all must be a joke
I'm where seventeen other folk
Relieved themselves in one day
And I, wish that this crap would stop
This stench could kill forty-two crops
But I can't go, yeah, yeah, yeah

Gonna make a third brown-eye
The smell is overlapping now, ooh
And I feel like such a fool
By stayin' on the stool
I'm not happy now, ooh, I'm not happy now
I'm not happy now, yeah, yeah, yeah

Boy, oh boy, oh boy, I really have to go
I feel like this potty's gonna overflow
How can one man do this alone, yeah

Hey, look, now here comes the flys
Attracted by my smell and sound, yeah, yeah
I just need some time alone
'Cause I'm still on the thrown
And it's crappy now, yeah, yeah, yeah

Fin'ly wiping my brown-eye
I'm suprised I'm still alive
Watch your step, it's on the floor
My asshole's really sore
But I'm happy now, ooh, I'm so happy now