You know you're where the in-crowd goes in a groovy toilet
When you worry about your choice of clothes in a groovy toilet
You know it's groovy toilet when
there's no ladies there's no men's
There's only Barbies and Kens
In a groovy toilet
Nothing so bourgeois as a light switch in a groovy toilet
They've even got their own door b**h in a groovy toilet
They'll blow your mind with the design
All acid swirls and c**aine lines
You feel like your pissing in the Guggenheim
In a groovy toilet
Toilet roll made of cash
Two way mirror fitted to the crapper
Facing some guy as he takes a slash
It's a shrine to your a**isted chapel
Groovy Toilet
Groovy Toilet
Forget sitting in contemplation in a groovy toilet
You feel like you've got an examination in a groovy toilet
Relieving yourself becomes a race
You cant wait to get out of this place
The only thing flushing is your face
In a groovy toilet
Don't wash your hands your too intimidated
You don't know where to stand, don't know where to sit
It's modern life encapsulated
the medium's the message and the message is sh**
I'm in a groovy toilet let me out
I'm in a groovy toilet let me out
I'm in a groovy toilet let me out
I'm in a groovy, groovy toilet