Bad Defecation (The Bost Thunder)

Starts with a strange sensation A cold suoration You're feeling no good I'm tont, I'm dizzy, I'm dazed and confused I think I have abused Of the guloseima, guloseima... And then you walk in the streets Your legs are weak The pressure is down I'm thinking the demons are coming They have no mercy The evil of cu Borbulhation in the stomach Suoration in the test Mama help me, mama Ai caramba, the bost thunder Run Run away to the toilet Run away to home Run away to the bathroom The sign of the bost