I'm just a patient,
Came in for routine checkup,
Go in the restroom,
And take this little cup too.

Number one's all I have I plea,
Have you no shame, I can see that,
You've collected everybody's stool.

I hear a faint sound,
Doctor plays Going Under,
He must adore me,
He wants just one souvenir,
So now I know he,

Goes to sleep and dreams about me,
Cant pass up opportunity,
He's collected everybody's stool.

Need to escape....where will I hide...
Can't find me now...I slipped outside.

I see the room now,
Jars lined on the walls,
And I won't come here anymore,

Grab my cell and call the police,
Wait for them to get to the scene,
Somehow he got everybody's stool,

Here they come straight down the small street,
They've arrived to come and save me,
I wish I had everybody's stool