Pissing Our PantsIf you want to sing the rest, go here.
(sung to the tune of “Staying Alive”)Well, you can tell by the way I stain my pants
I’m a patriot: just read my rants
Muslims make me want to hiss, when they come at me
I start to piss
And now it’s airtight, it’s inside
I have hung onto my pride
We just want to all be safe
But when I walk I tend to chafeWhen you are so frightened the tension is quite heightened
You’re pissing your pants, pissing your pants
Feel the bladder leakin’, everybody freakin’
And we’re pissing our pants, pissing our pants
Ah, ha, ha, ha, pissing our pants, pissing our pants
Ah, ha, ha, ha, pissing our pants…
Monday, August 21, 2006
It's song day here at the Stool
In a song dedicated to JC Christian, Jesus General, MJS at Corrente pens this:
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