I didn't know which time it was,
but my ass just went kaboom,
I said "excuse" I noticed..
I cleared out several rooms.

breezing through it ventilates,
filling rooms with air so cyclical
I really must confess right here,
the disease is quite digesticle

I took all those habits of old,
that in the beginning were hard to accept
my ashen scent, brown stripe prints,
I put down to experience

the big croissant sandwich, with the dutch piled eggs
just kinda pushed those beans on through
my ass just pined for the air reverse
but my farts cried out it's true

that was my fart,
that was my hole
it came from breaded, fillet of sole
with garlic butter, dessert at end.
it was my hole....

my smell degree is unbreathable
disrespect for you immense
it's stinky, mindless, not in kindness
it's fruity male flatulence

it's a crapsody, a comedy
don't need sympathy any day
it's every dump song ever written,
and honey, all of it came from me

that was my fart,
that was my hole
it came from breaded, fillet of sole
with garlic butter, dessert at end.
it was my hole....

I stutter and stammer,
my ass just like a hammer
and I think that one has cream
untested, undigested, but baby I just bested
it's the best one that I ever seen

and there have been many in pairs,
and many times I've had to leave
but I plug my nose and turn around,
cause it's the worst I've ever been

that was my fart,
that was my hole
it came from breaded, fillet of sole
with garlic butter, dessert at end.
it was my hole....

that was my fart,
that was my hole
it came from breaded, fillet of sole
with garlic butter, dessert at end.
it was my hole....