Bad Defecation (The Bost Thunder)

Starts with a strange sensation

A cold suoration

You're feeling no good

I'm tont, I'm dizzy, I'm dazed and confused

I think I have abused

Of the guloseima, guloseima...

And then you walk in the streets

Your legs are weak

The pressure is down

I'm thinking the demons are coming

They have no mercy

The evil of cu

Borbulhation in the stomach

Suoration in the test

Mama help me, mama

Ai caramba, the bost thunder

Run

Run away to the toilet

Run away to home

Run away to the bathroom

The sign of the bost