Kilroy - Irritable Bowel Syndrome Lyrics

I live in
Constant fear of shitting my pants
New York City is not the place for Me
No public restrooms
I shit up to 6 times a day
With no warning
Tense up and bombs away
I got IBS
I B S
Irritable
Bowel
Syndrome

Shit for brains
Always on the hunt
If you haven't noticed I'll
I'll put it blunt
I gotta shit
And it drives me crazy
With no warning
Give me a warning
Up and away
What I would give for a warning
Is that too much to ask

If you're there give me a sign
Give me a sign
What a cruel trick to play on my Insides
Hey now
Hey now
Hey now
Hey now

Sprint down the street
And find the waiter
Beg him to let me in, let me in
I tell him I'll buy whatever he wants
And I'm in
And I'm in
And I'm sprinting for the shitter

I didn't shit my pants like I had planned
That man
Saved my life
On the corner
On the corner of Bayard and Mott
Went against New York etiquette
And he saved me
Went against New York etiquette
And he saved me
I live in constant fear
I live in never-ending fear
Oh it's here
Oh it's here
Ahh