Thinking you are better than the rest
You say you got it all even success
There is no difference between me and you
When your bowels feel the stress
Can't flush away what is left behind
Just like your pile of lies
You got to
Jiggle the handle
Jiggle, jiggle
Even after you tinkle
Jiggle, jiggle
You say you are the smartest in the room
Who is it your trying to prove
When everyone is convinced you are a fool
But when your bowels start to move
You can't help it but dance to that groove
You got to
Jiggle the handle
Jiggle, jiggle
Even after you tinkle
Jiggle, jiggle
Squinty eyes puckered smile
With an orange ego combover
Mind backed up with useless thought
The shit doesn't smell any better
Even when it comes out of you
You got to
Jiggle the handle
Jiggle, jiggle
Even after you tinkle
Jiggle, jiggle
Need a place to think
Turn on the sink
Even Johnson had to let it loose
Doing the same thing you need to do
With all that backed up inside of you
You got to
Jiggle the handle
Jiggle, jiggle
Even after you tinkle
Jiggle, jiggle
Can't get it to flush
Reach in the tank pull on the chain
Regular people do it that way
You'll get a relief
But you still have the stink
©Copyright 2016 Thomas Dooley
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