Because I sh** myself, yes I sh** myself, because I got wrecked up
and then I sh** myself
Because I sh** myself, yes I sh** myself, because I got wrecked up
and then I sh** myself
Ah.
Don't front, you better check your back
How can you be down when your pants are full of cack?
You thought you'd fart, the sh** did dart
The mouth of the ringpiece was f**in torn apart
It's not your fault, you thought you'd be ok
Cos every motherf**er farts at least twice a day
In public or at home in the bath
those little brown bubbles always make me f**in laugh
But right now, you use a scarf
To wipe the sh** that made Mike Balls laugh
He said "Oh son, you f**in drew mud the next thing I know my
ringpiece starts to cough up blood"
Because I sh** myself, yes I sh** myself, because I got wrecked up
and then I sh** myself
I grab the mike, I never put it down
My ringpiece stretches, I start to frown
I'm feelin' sh**ty, my arse is going mad
I'm f**ed up from a curry I had
It was too runny, too much f**in cream
My ringpice starts to stream
It goes down, the back of my leg
Next thing I know I'd be better off dead
Because I sh** myself, yes I sh** myself, because I got wrecked up
and then I sh** myself
It wasn't fun, I had a bad bum
It's not good, when you gets the runs
You know you sh** yourself, you know you sh** yourself
Don't do it cos you f**in stink