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goratory - i shit my pants lyrics

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lysergic hits that make you have to take a sh+t
a quack chemist, we’ll call him dr. corprophagia
on a quest for enlightenment, with a fetish for excrement
the latest batch is finally cooked: he calls this blotter “farter”

the next step is some subjects to test
a filthy group of hippies who are acid+obsessed
burning man will do
they all smell like sh+t to begin with

the experiment is flawless
no one will catch on
the day the drum circle wеnt wrong

blowing your mind, tripping face on a tasty jam
while you soil those sеcondhand, ludicrous patchwork pants
a sea of dreadlocks and sh+t+stained birkenstock’s

crystal selling, glass blowing, live+art, dope smoking, tar+toking, business hippies’ ass exploding

a half hour in the cramps will begin, battling farts, a war being waged that you will not win
was it the mushrooms made into tea? was it the blow? was it the e? i am the doctor, y’all know me

i just sh+t your pants!

the desert sun ripens rot in a hazmat nightmare
flower power needs a shower hour
incoherent lunatics covered in waste
at last the climax…
a wooden idol towering 10 stories high
ready to be set ablaze

bring out the butane
no one considered the amount of the methane

- goratory lyrics

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