I cant stop this farting any longer
And yet I'm still afraid to let it blow
What started out a stinkbomb, has grown stronger
I only wish I had the strength to let one go

I tell myself that I can't hold it forever
I said there is no reason for my fear
Cause my farts are sulphur, I burn leather
I fart in your direction
I make all the air unclear

And even as I squander
I'm holding one in tight
My butt's mooning out the window
On a warm, dark summer night
And I'm farting much more than I ever thought I might

And I can't stop this farting anymore
I've got rotten eggs I've farted twenty score
It's time to ring the shot heard 'round the store
My butt, oh yeah, it roars! forever

Cause I can't stop this squeaking oh dear lord!
It smells rotten butt I'm farting many more
And you may have to crawl upon the floor
I'm browning air galore
Maybe, I can't eat these onions anymore

My gassy beans make a tailwind, mince pie, tofu!
I've been farting rounds of stinkers, from behind
And they always stink, they make everything turn blue
I eat baked beans, I eat platefuls of legumes when I unwind

And even when I sit still I'm cracking thunder's might
My rear's tooting out the window on a warm, dark hazy night
And I'm dropping my drawers then I let one, outta sight!

And I can't hold this fart in anymore
The air's rotten and I'm farting 'til I'm sore
The onion rings! I let rip so many more
My butt the way it snores, forever

Cause I can't fight this feeling anymore
Chives au gratin makes some stinky tootin' yore,
And you may have to crawl upon the floor
I'm hashing out some roars!
Baby, I cant stop this farting anymore.