Break Wind—Lots of Fun

Have a sore rearend, ooh!
Have a sore rearend, ooh!
Hurts! My bum is leather, I’ve been farting aloud
They said I let a bean fart
More snouts hate my windy rearend
Air’s smogging around you and its making you frown

Let aglow one way too rude
Bend, walk and “freep”, wind! I’m sorry, whiffed good
Hear my tail “grunt talker” from down behind
What grime smelly ooze breaks
Gnats flies burnt stink the ooze breaks
Bent over, whiff of this, “freep” says behind

{refried}

You’ve bet I’ve got the runs, gravy!
Whiff, splat! the day’s prunes grunt out, whoa me!
Then I groan, grunt, ooh! aloud
I don’t febreeze it
Rots forty minutes!
Roar! thundering bum, so you faint! I’ve got the runs

More stinking up more bright (green) flies
Sore butt goes honk! more bathroom flies
Ooh! break snore-- run and hide! gut blew one stray wind
Gut, I can feel you humming
If you heave tonight, weep honey!
And you need never cook cabbage, then

{refried x 3}

Hurts! my sore rearend, ooh!
Hurts! my sore rearend, ooh!
Hurt my bum, it’s leather-- your beans made a big sound