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I'm feeling very poorly, poorly in my belly But I promised to attend the fancy dress party Before I don my outfit I go and have a big shit Which is very runny and very, very smelly LITTLE KUNT: You can tell by his smell that he's not very well So I get to the party still smelling slightly farty I'm wearing a white clown suit and trying to clench my poo chute I say some quick hello's to one or two fellows Then I dash to the bog but the fucking door is locked I'm trying to retain control of my poorly anus hole I run back down the stairs but see someone I know there I get stuck in conversation but my mind's on defecation The stomach pains are sharp, maybe I can get away with just one parp? LITTLE KUNT: You can tell by his smell that he's not very well You can tell by his smell that he's not very well What could I do? I did a poo I farted and I followed through I made a mess on my fancy dress I was a clown but now my pants are brown SongtexteWhat could I do? I did a poo I farted and I followed through I made a mess on my fancy dress I was a clown but now my pants are brown And I can't move but I know I oughta My cacks are full of rusty water And warm gravy is dripping from my bum I've shit my pants in front of everyone Aus Songtexte Mania