Lambchop - Soaky In The Pooper lyrics

Soaky in the pooper

Standing in a stupor by the tank

Better call the super

As i grip the towel rack for strength

Studied all these cracks before

Stuff the towel beneath the door

Crawling up all upon the floor

And wait for it to pass

Hear the faucet dripping

As his brain is slipping into mud

Man i think he's tripping

Better pull his head out of the bowl

And as the ceiling starts to bleed

He carefully begins to read

The label on the toilet seat

It's like warning of some kind

As his face turns bluish

And his eyes roll back into his head

The funeral was jewish

All the mourners traveled in one car

They remembered he had said

You're never lonely when you're dead

And as the final rights were read

The angels start to sing

Soaky in the pooper