| Alright, who did it, who did it, admit
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| Admit to your transgression a guilty conscience needs confession
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| Don’t dare deny it, don’t hide it, don’t fight it
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| Denied abominations will lead to investigations
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| You gotta take responsibility for your flatulence
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| You gotta take responsibility for your gas
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| You gotta be accountable for silent death that you’re unleashing
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| You gotta be accountable for all the products of your ass
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| Oh God, oh God, oh God
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| It’s the wrath of the burrito
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| Roll down the window
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| A methane crescendo
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| Roll down the window
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| Roll down the window
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| Roll down the window
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| Alright, that does it, that does it, who was it
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| We’ll find the guilty party who’s been doing all the farting
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| Somebody’s lying, you’re lying, he’s lying
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| We’ll beat the truth out of you for the suffering we’ve gone through
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| You gotta take responsibility for your flatulence
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| You gotta take responsibility for your gas
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| You gotta be accountable for silent death that you’re unleashing
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| You gotta be accountable for all the products of your ass
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| It’s the wrath of the taco
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| Roll down the window
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| Or maybe the nachos
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| Roll down the window
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| Roll down the window
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| Roll down the window
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| The gas is building up, it’s reaching lethal doses
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| We all will soon be found, dead while holding our noses
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| Oh God, it’s smells like death in here
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| Oh God, The time for truth is near because
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| He that smelt it dealt it
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| He that sniffs it gives it (no you did it)
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| He that smelt it dealt it
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| He who denied it supplied it (no you did it)
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| What do you mean
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| It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t
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| What do you mean
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| It wasn’t me, it wasn’t me, it wasn’t
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| Or maybe it was
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| Ha ha ha ha
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| Smell my stench you fuckers |