Infected - Brown Tormentor lyrics

Cucumbers, milk, garlic, honey, tomatoes Cream, chocolate, vodka, melon, potatoes Eat it my friend, you'll enjoy future feelings Cork up your a**hole and gaze at the celing Diarrhoea Private affair W.C. That's all you can see Liquid sh** Never eat All this food In my mood Eat just fried potatoes with meat And you'll newer have liquid sh** Understand it don't be so fool Diarrhoea isn't so cool Brown d**h Inside her a** Spoiled day Who will pay? Don't you think somebody is in Toilet's busy that's what I mean And this words on that door "don't push!" So come on defecate in that bush Crouds of people arae walking the street There is no place where you can put your sh** Brown tormentor is pressing your a** sh** hits your pants - it is your brown d**h