Farting in the USA (Miley Cyrus Parody) Silent But Deadly Party Mix
I stopped at the mall for fast food Mex', that's short for Mexican
Got a bean burrito with extra beans, here I go again
Lift up my right cheek, feeling a booty bomb
Escape of the wind, here comes the first one
Get ready for the brown haze
My butt's gonna bust a musical phrase
My tummy's turning and I'm feeling kinda nauseous
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
So you better stand back 'cause I'm ready to blow
Something crazy could go wrong
Something crazy could go wrong
Something crazy could go wrong
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Better if you stay away
I'm passing gas like, yeah
I'm breaking wind like, yeah
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Making my own methane (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA
A back end blow out a bottom burp
Some call it a belching clown
I always had a problem with my ass chirps
People never seem to hang around
So loud thought I sat on a whoopee
Oops, I hope I didn't ruin the party
I got silent and deadly
Hear nothing but you smell me
My tummy's turning and I'm feeling kinda nauseous
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
So you better stand back 'cause I'm ready to blow
It'll sound like I stepped on a frog
It'll sound like I stepped on a frog
It'll sound like I stepped on a frog
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Better if you stay away
I'm passing gas like, yeah
I'm breaking wind like, yeah
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Making my own methane (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA
Beans, beans the musical fruit (the musical fruit)
The more I eat, the more I toot (the more I toot)
Beans, beans the magical meal (magical meal)
The more my bottom roars the better I feel
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Better if you stay away
I'm passing gas like, yeah
I'm breaking wind like, yeah
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Making my own methane (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Better if you stay away
I'm passing gas like, yeah
I'm breaking wind like, yeah
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Making my own methane (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA
Got a bean burrito with extra beans, here I go again
Lift up my right cheek, feeling a booty bomb
Escape of the wind, here comes the first one
Get ready for the brown haze
My butt's gonna bust a musical phrase
My tummy's turning and I'm feeling kinda nauseous
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
So you better stand back 'cause I'm ready to blow
Something crazy could go wrong
Something crazy could go wrong
Something crazy could go wrong
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Better if you stay away
I'm passing gas like, yeah
I'm breaking wind like, yeah
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Making my own methane (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA
A back end blow out a bottom burp
Some call it a belching clown
I always had a problem with my ass chirps
People never seem to hang around
So loud thought I sat on a whoopee
Oops, I hope I didn't ruin the party
I got silent and deadly
Hear nothing but you smell me
My tummy's turning and I'm feeling kinda nauseous
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
So you better stand back 'cause I'm ready to blow
It'll sound like I stepped on a frog
It'll sound like I stepped on a frog
It'll sound like I stepped on a frog
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Better if you stay away
I'm passing gas like, yeah
I'm breaking wind like, yeah
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Making my own methane (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA
Beans, beans the musical fruit (the musical fruit)
The more I eat, the more I toot (the more I toot)
Beans, beans the magical meal (magical meal)
The more my bottom roars the better I feel
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Better if you stay away
I'm passing gas like, yeah
I'm breaking wind like, yeah
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Making my own methane (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Better if you stay away
I'm passing gas like, yeah
I'm breaking wind like, yeah
Gotta roll the windows down, I'm dropping bombs
Making my own methane (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA (yeah)
I'm farting in the USA
Credits
Writer(s): Lukasz Gottwald, Claude Kelly, Jessica Cornish
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