Eastdeath Fartin Without Wind
Artist: Eastdeath Album: Poo is Wee, Wee is Poo Year: 1984 E-mail: [email protected] Everybody's looking for that trumping One fart that makes you feel complete You'll find it in the strangest places Vindaloo, McDonalds and baked beans Some fart in the faces of their children Some fart and stick it in a jar Who can deny the joy it brings When you let off those deadly things You're farting without wind Some share a fart in bed each morning Some fart all through the windy night Watch out for silent but violents Coz if they're bad then they will make you cry Oh, some shit their pants without warning Because they push too hard and squeeze out shite And when you've ate too many beans And you've melted your g-string You're farting without wind My diarrhoea is worse than shingles It pummels out like - plop, plop, plop But like they say in the ad for Pringles ‘Once you pop you just can't stop!’ Whoa, the splash it burns my bottom When I do a King Kong shit The type that won’t flush down the toilet And the splash covers your ass in piss [Bridge] So impossible as it may seem You've got to fight to keep them held in 'Cuz who's to know if you let one go In the middle of the street Some gay people they poo their trousers Do farts more lethal than anthrax They can't control their own digestion Because their bum muscles just relax It's the little farts that only I do Those are the farts that make you cry-y-y-y Coz when your pants rip at the seams And your bumhole, oh it screams Your farting without wind My bowels is where my smell begins Stems from my intestines And my bum is where it ends I just can’t stop farting I’m farting without wind