Sittin on the pot on Tuesday mornin
Readin bout the war in Lebanon
A car bomb k**ed 3 yankees in Rome
But I got a bigger problem and its closer to home
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Oh f** my sh** stinks
Holy f**'n moly my sh** stinks
Argh f** billy my sh** stinks
Maybe there's something wrong with my diet
I had a case of beer and couple of tacos
You know I feel like Johnny Cash
Going down in that ring of burning fire
Well all my friends like heavy metal
But I've always been partial to polkas
While they're all playin their air guitars
I'm fartin along with the booming tubas