For whom the smell tolls

Makes his fart in the hall in the early day
Constant stink creeps outside
Stinking buns, better run through the rotten eggs
On he farts, with all of his might, yes, but who’s to stay?
Head for the hills, sulphur spill, Argh! It’s stinks real bad!
Sulfur bombs thrust there bare hides
Stench of chives, still alive through the aging glow
Got disdain for the Hanes of that stinker, whoa!

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For whom the smell tolls
Slime belches out
For whom the smell tolls

Take a whiff of the smell just before you wilt
It is the blast flames, you melt!
Big ass roar blasting more, fills the office space
Battered gut, farts abrupt with a ruthless pace
Danger now, is his gas, to all of thee,
He breaks the silence, so proud!
Crack of doom, he’s gone boom, expect the room to stink
Now they will smell, some real hell, bended noses flee!

[chorus]
For whom the smell tolls
Grime barges, arghhh!
For whom the smell tolls