I Snuck a Fartbox in with the Corpse

Mid-century jazz big band swing with an infectious chorus, spoken word, mischievous clear male vocals, crowd laughter

Baby Please! I can explain, PLEASE WAIT! Awe shit… Just fuggin chuck the stiff already I snuck a fartbox in with the corpse Nobody lookin I went right through the door I popped the top on pop and put the fartbox inside At this dead dudes party, I’ma be the life Can’t we lie vin up this wake a little I mean COME ON! Your daddy was a partyin man, I think he’d understand… Baby I, wanna raise their spirits while his spirits a raisin We’ve sent the raisin off Now can we please skip all this prayin? I gotta fuggin PISSS Just fuggin chuck the stiff already I snuck a fartbox in with the corpse Nobody lookin I went right through the door I popped the top on pop and put the fartbox inside At this dead dudes party, I’ma be the life Oh yeah, baby when the clergy start their crumblin and the crowd gets to mumblin I’ma push this here button… And we gonna hear somethin… Just fuggin chuck the stiff already Awe come on baby, ya know what!? This Wake Fuggin BLOWS, I'm gettin outta here. We got us a couple of stiffs over here

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