I'm making a bid for your digested meat
I want to feel your colon heat
I'm bustin' wide open your cushioned seat
I'll park my pink wagon in your brown street

Bend Up
Let me see what you ate
Bend Up
Do you want a taste?

In your brown cupboard I'm going to feast
You might even bleed, you might need a nurse
I'll stab your back crack with my poke sword
Once you're hot in the back, you can't be ignored

Bend Up
Let me see what you ate
Bend Up
Do you want a taste?

I'm making a bid for your digested meat
I want to feel your colon heat
I'm bustin' wide open your cushioned seat
I'll park my pink wagon in your brown street

A piece of corn
And the skin of a pea
Your anal treasures
Are sticking to me
A piece of corn
And the skin of a pea
Your anal treasures
Are sticking to me


Lyrics submitted by Psychoris

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