And i will poop under these lights
that seep down from the stinky sky tonight
and i will squeez, squeez my cheeks together
feel the ocean breathing crap i feel it splatting on my face
toilets dont exist and there is no toilet paper
if i were king on this night would you still say i stink

and i hope your majesty that you have toilet paper
i'll do everything for you if you just wipe my butt
and i'll crap on through the darkness, hope i find a toilet
just wipe me before i go

i'll have to squeez for a thousand miles to keep the poop from litering
the earth
you could come on down and wipe my butt
and i'll just look on through my stains and through the stench

and i hope your majesty that you have toilet paper
i'll do everything for you if you just wipe my butt
and i'll crap on through the darkness, hope i find a toilet
just wipe me before i go

the nightingales are singin out
yeah they're callin out a crew to come and pick up all the poo
the're noses have no more sense of smell
they sigh at the release of my stench because i cleaned
my self off for the first time(and the last)