Accidental Arsonist

Beware of the Flaming Flatulence

Give them the old Razzle Dazzle ten beers into a house party
Gonna ignite a bowel belch the likes of which never seen
The flame flew far and fast and engulfed the curtains in it's flare
Went up in moments, the room is burning, fingers are pointed, it's so unfair

Cops are coming, Sirens are wailing, I am trying to get away
I bob and weave try to ditch them but get caught to my dismay
Straight to the drunk tank and I think that will be my last party
5 To 10 in the State Penny and will likely die in cell block B

Beware of the Flaming Flatulence



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Writer(s): Michael Webber
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