Kevin b***** Wilson
the worst of kevin b***** wilson
Bali Belly Song
ten days in bali, got four days to go
ten days of terror cos im glued to the throne,And im s***tin' in litres and firin' both ends,i'll never s*** solid again.
And its cost me a fortune for this holiday, stead of p*****' it up, christ, im s***tin' it away.
cause im glued to the loo while my mates are out ragin', i'll never s*** solid again.
I'll never s*** solid again,
or hold anything down for aslong as i live, cause me a*** is jammed open from freckle fatigue, i'll never s*** solid again.
I called mum back home, she sed mix up a cup. of cornflour and gravox to thicken it up, then she p***** her self laughin and hung up the phone, i'll never s*** solid again.
Just had a c*** and im wipin me ring, havent quite finished, start spewin' again, Jesus, hope i remember to use the right hand, i'll never s*** solid again.
i'll never s*** solid again, so i'll rig up a faucet to stick up me ring, at least wen i fart i wont splatter me jeans, i'll never s*** solid again.
I'm doin' cartwheels as i try to guess, a c*** or a chunder- christ whats comin' next, will it spray through me fingers or run down me leg, i'll never s*** solid agen.
slipped on some s*** a foot thick on the floor, skid a*** over t**, then i spewed a bit more, Now i gotta sift through it cause me denture fell in, i'll never s*** solid agen.
I'll never s*** solid again, me rings hangin' out n me guts have caved in, i'll be buried in a bucket and me mates will all sing- "he'll never s*** solid again"
the worst of kevin b***** wilson
Bali Belly Song
ten days in bali, got four days to go
ten days of terror cos im glued to the throne,And im s***tin' in litres and firin' both ends,i'll never s*** solid again.
And its cost me a fortune for this holiday, stead of p*****' it up, christ, im s***tin' it away.
cause im glued to the loo while my mates are out ragin', i'll never s*** solid again.
I'll never s*** solid again,
or hold anything down for aslong as i live, cause me a*** is jammed open from freckle fatigue, i'll never s*** solid again.
I called mum back home, she sed mix up a cup. of cornflour and gravox to thicken it up, then she p***** her self laughin and hung up the phone, i'll never s*** solid again.
Just had a c*** and im wipin me ring, havent quite finished, start spewin' again, Jesus, hope i remember to use the right hand, i'll never s*** solid again.
i'll never s*** solid again, so i'll rig up a faucet to stick up me ring, at least wen i fart i wont splatter me jeans, i'll never s*** solid again.
I'm doin' cartwheels as i try to guess, a c*** or a chunder- christ whats comin' next, will it spray through me fingers or run down me leg, i'll never s*** solid agen.
slipped on some s*** a foot thick on the floor, skid a*** over t**, then i spewed a bit more, Now i gotta sift through it cause me denture fell in, i'll never s*** solid agen.
I'll never s*** solid again, me rings hangin' out n me guts have caved in, i'll be buried in a bucket and me mates will all sing- "he'll never s*** solid again"