There's a gold-colored breeze, methanical motion
That flies from the anus that's opaque and warm
This work in the service of rife odor giving
Comes from the gas of digestion unblown
A hard bowel movement the fart it was flowing
Starting to think that you understand

I just ripped so, the place has turned into
A house of malodor, so noxious the smell
I just ripped so, I hate to admit it
But smoke follows me, so no lie I can tell

I did i-i-i-i-it
I did i-i-i-i-it
I did i-i-i-i-it
I did i-it

From intestines inside you, the air starts to ride you
Causing discomfort 'til it goes its way
I am no stranger to methane unfurled
I gave up the gas as what's churned must release
To be true to the insides, I'm free to let wind swell
Flatulent, bubbling, and cutting the cheese

I just ripped so, the place has turned into
A big leaky furnace, or a new gas well
I just ripped so, we're all standing in it
Before we suffocate, let's all run like hell

I did i-i-i-i-it
I did i-i-i-i-it
I did i-i-i-i-it
I did i-it