When I look at your face I see food
All the stuff that you eat sprays everywhere
And I eating all of my food;
It's no surprise to me
There's laxative that I've got
It'll get put in your pot
It's coming to blow you away.

Chorus

You are a jerk
I did the work for somebody else's prank
I was given money
This will be funny
you'll really want to do a shite.

Now you're calling me up to get food
And if you don't get food then you'll get in a bad mood
But I really don't have anything to eat
I say goodbye
And you'll have to depend on your lies
There's laxative that I've got
It'll get put in your pot
It's coming to blow you away.

Chorus

Now I think that I'm going to bed,
as the image of you doing a crap leaves my head
Cause it's t-minus 20 tomorrow, laxative
And wish that you don't live
There's laxative that I've got
It'll get put in your pot
It's coming to blow you away.

Chorus