Driving to the middle of nowhere |
Windows rolled down for the wind |
Coughing when I'm cruising the motorway |
When I'm out of breath (Out of breath) |
Because it's back there you farted |
Stunk the air up again |
Drive and I pray, try to blow it away |
And then you do it again (Do it again. Do it again) |
Now we found your super power |
There the air we're breathing again |
Super villians seek surrender |
Get up, go out, do it again |
And then it's back there you farted |
Saved the whole town again (Stunk the air up again) |
Back there you farted |
Go on, do it again (Do it again) |
And you think the world is going to get better |
Pass some gas and do it again |
Give 'em a fart and knock 'em over |
Today you will, but where will it end |
Because it's back there you farted |
Stunk the air up again |
Driving all day, try to air it away |
Then you do it again (Do it again. Do it again. Do it again) |
In days gone by you thought you were an average guy |
Average friends and a dull set of clothes |
You had no suspicions events would affect those |
Your dull house, your dull car, your dull job, your dull nose |
But you ate some broccoli and it's saving the day |
Because the way that it fermented keeps making villians say |
Give up. I give up (Give up. I give up) |
Back there you farted, saved the whole town again |
Back there you farted, go on and do it again (Do it again. Do it again) |
Back there you farted, saved the whole town again |
Day after day they give up and I say |
Do it again. Do it again. Do it again. |
Day after day they give up and I say |
Go on and do it again (Do it again. Do it again. Do it again.) |
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Super Stinky Man
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