I'm feeling very poorly, poorly in my belly   But I promised to attend the fancy dress party   Before I don my outfit I go and have a big shit   Which is very runny and very, very smelly      LITTLE KUNT:   You can tell by his smell that he's not very well      So I get to the party still smelling slightly farty   I'm wearing a white clown suit and trying to clench my poo chute   I say some quick hello's to one or two fellows   Then I dash to the bog but the fucking door is locked   I'm trying to retain control of my poorly anus hole   I run back down the stairs but see someone I know there   I get stuck in conversation but my mind's on defecation   The stomach pains are sharp, maybe I can get away with just one parp?      LITTLE KUNT:   You can tell by his smell that he's not very well   You can tell by his smell that he's not very well      What could I do? I did a poo   I farted and I followed through   I made a mess on my fancy dress   I was a clown but now my pants are brown      What could I do? I did a poo   I farted and I followed through   I made a mess on my fancy dress   I was a clown but now my pants are brown      And I can't move but I know I oughta   My cacks are full of rusty water   And warm gravy is dripping from my bum   I've shit my pants in front of everyone