Right, did somebody say a football, to worship and to pray
Even if I had one with me, I wouldn't give it the time of day
Lowly bowing down, to my porcelain god, I do
Is the only thing I have, it sucks away all my nasty poo
Groveling in front, like a stoned, cold, bloody loser
I sit upon my throne, take a piss cause I'm a boozer
Oh no! He must be angry, he's spewing dirty crap
Now it's gushing layers, all over my lap
(Moral: don't piss on your god?)
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The loo sits there all crisp and clean. Just waiting for a friendly bum to see. It's boring at times just waiting there. But 'oh yes' someone's having a wee. The flush gives the loo a quick bath.
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