My hallux tastes like Maggie
Do you think I'm faggy
Or maybe it's some other distortion
Since there isn't any option
I know I know my taste in rhythm sucks
I don't know what rhymes
But honestly I don't care
Just repeat a couple of times
Or it could be I'm mad as a hatter
I don't know why a hatter is mad
Surely I'm not well educated
That's why I'm so terribly sad
Yes I'm quite sad, and you can see
I have an uneducated hairy belly
I don't have much going for me
Arse is dreadful, but sweetly smelly
I can sing with farts
Pi Pi Po Po Bhruu
Marvelously refreshing and warm
Entirely classical, but smells like poo
It's the sulphur that's to blame they say
Not my fault at all
Can the aroma in your gas
Stink up a large hustling mass?
Oh well what can you do
Life is just shitty shitty turds
All the dreams are flushed
Down the sewer in small floods
Anyway fuck everyone
I don't really care
No one cares about me
The world isn't at all fair
