Shartigo Motel

You’ve got me squatting on my throne
Swinging from the squeeze
Sharting in my jeans
As I sigh my eyes roll over
Swinging from the squeeze
Sharting in my jeans

Swinging
Sharting
Swinging
Sharting

After the cheesy pie slice I heard my bowels cry
As the gaseous release victimised the eyes
In the bowels of my body spins a vortex of smell
Mud brown like the vacancy sign at the Shartigo Motel

Won’t you come and stare at my brown eye?
Expulsing black tar in my pants again

You always spew just when to spray
From ass cheeks, running down my leg
I’m spraying
I’m spraying
I’m spraying
I’m spraying
Internal organs on the toilet seat spasming to the beat
As the ghost of the old head cheese travels through the sheeit
Exacting revenge, he drowns his victims with the smell
For his digestion a day ago at the Shartigo Motel

Won’t you come and stare at my brown eye?
Expulsing black tar in my pants again

You always spew just when to spray
From ass cheeks, running down my leg
I’m spraying
I’m spraying
I’m spraying
I’m spraying

After the cheesy pie slice I heard my bowels cry
As the gaseous release victimised the eyes
In the bowels of my body spins a vortex of smell
Mud brown like the vacancy sign at the Shartigo Motel

Won’t you come and stare at my brown eye?
Expulsing black tar in my pants again tar in my arteries

You’ve got me squatting on my throne
Swinging from the squeeze
Sharting in my jeans
As I sigh my eyes roll over
Swinging from the squeeze
Sharting in my jeans

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