Out on the freeway
For three days
I feel so strange
I think the food is reaching me
Had four tacos
And then I followed
It with a pina colada
And now it’s coming back to me

I need to find a rest area
I think I have diarrhea
I need to get to a commode
Before I explode
All over my front seat
It just won’t be neat
I cannot have another bite to eat
Or I’ll be shitting in the middle of the street

Long days go by
Rectum pressure is high
Terd-shaped clouds in the sky
Why must everything remind me of diarrhea?
Puddles in the road
A truck that says wide load
A Vegetales episode
And the worst of all, a flat tire, GOD DAMMIT!

When will I make it to the next stop?
I gotta get there before I pop
One more gulp of Coke, and I’ll swear that I’ll blow
Any more distractions, I swear that I’ll go
I just wanna make it to the bathroom
I’ve got some shit to do

Lyrics submitted by MarkSummers

Diarrhead song meanings
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