Man Of Constipation
Editor’s note: Play the video while you read the wonderfully twisted lyrics sent to us by Fred G M. The video is from the movie O Brother, Where art Thou?
I am a man of constipation;
I’ve seen trouble in my guts.
I left my last turd in ol’ Kentucky,
The place where I ate seeds and nuts
The place where he ate seeds and nuts!
It’s been six long years since I was reg’lar;
No leisure here on earth I find.
For on this bowl I’m bound to struggle;
I have no fiber to help me now.
He has no fiber to help him now!
It’s fare thee well, my lower colon;
I feel it straining in my soul.
For I’m bound to ride that porcelain railroad;
Perhaps I’ll die upon this bowl.
Perhaps he’ll die upon that bowl!
One day I was bound out to th’ outhouse,
But lawmen shackled me away.
They put me on a bus bound to Wisconsin,
And it’s been packed down to this day.
Yes, it’s compacted to this day!
You can empty me with some deep enema,
For many liters I may spray.
Then you may learn to glove another
While I am leaking in my grave.
While he is leaking in his grave!
Maybe your friends think I’m just a danger,
My farts you’ll never will smell no more
But there is one final download that is comin;
‘I’ll meet you on God’s golden throne.
He’ll meet you on God’s golden throne!
