You'll Find Someone To Fart With - Tom Rosenthal

All panic, no disco

Like a bird on a hippo

No one ever saw you

And that’s why you flew away (Way)

Smiled at all the strangers

A bunch of «see you later"s

How’s your summer?

How’s your mama?

Look at my new pen

Moves too smooth

Then moves too bumpy

Wishing it was soft

But it feels too lumpy

Singing it all out

At the karaoke

Wishing you were Whitney

But feeling croaky

You prepare for the party

Combing your parting

And then you go and realise

Your hair looked better in the rain (Rain!)

Two hundred perfumes

And the colourful costumes

It’s all too much for you

But it’s too soon to leave the room

You’ll find someone to fart with

Someone to fart with

You’ll find someone to fart with

Find, find, find, find

Find a really cool habitat

And the truth about fancy hats

No one saw the difference

Grab the biscuit and cry

Jenny at the supermarket hates you

But it’s good

It’s not your fault the fruit

Stickers don’t stick as they should

Not feeling likely

Feeling quite unsightly

Put on your best shirt

For the old man on bus

Stars are dead but we’re alive

In the middle of night

Come with up with a song

And sing it to a frog

You’ll find someone to fart with

Someone to fart with

You’ll find someone to fart with

Fart

Somebody to fart with

Somebody to fart with

Somebody to fart with

Somebody to fart with

Fart

Somebody to fart with

Somebody to fart with

Somebody to fart with

Somebody to fart with

You will find someone to fart with

Someone to fart with

You will find someone to fart with