Lemonade, franks and chili
Barbecues, how they tempt me!

Smoking grill, weiners baking
Open space, children playing
Intimations of indigestion setting
Too loud to try to hide
No time to apologize
I run with worried eyes

All I ate, rumbling
molding
Pinched off
Falling
Circling
Through the blue swirl

In the park, city facility
Darkened stall, flies swarm around me

Looking down on the fruit of my bowels
On a quest for paper towels
Never had such a collin cleansing
That's a new odor I'm sensing
Didn't know I could be so foul
"I'm sorry sir, it's gonna be awhile"

All I ate, rumbling
Molding
Pinched off
Falling
Circling
Through the blue swirl

On through the blue swirl
It must flow
On through the blue swirl
Down to the
Pipes below
It must flow
On through the blue swirl
Then it refills

All I ate, rumbling
Molding
Bite down
Hold on
Excrete
Falling
Circling
Through the blue swirl


Woooosh!