Fifty Shades of Poo

by Bumilingus

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released May 26, 2013

Jimmy Cuntfingers - Guitars
Das Scheisskommandant - Guitars
Captain Plop - Vocals, Drum Machine
Scatwench - Bass, Vocals

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Track Name: Shitwizard
From Christ he was born, the Wizard of Shit
A brown baby boy, he crawls from the pit
Armed with his wand of poo
Relentlessly coming 'til he's covered you

He is the Shitwizard
Master of Poo
He is the Shitwizard
Blasphemy from the loo
He is the Shitwizard
Run for your life
He is the Shitwizard
Emperor of Poo
Track Name: Shitcovered Trampoline Dismemberment
Your fermented grandma runs
From the intestinal nightmare
Bladder gushing shitty rape
Faeces smears her zimmer frame

Horrendous trampoline
Caked in ancient faecal slime
Vaginal scabs of a prostitute
Ooze from the springs like abortion slime

Piss soaked chainsaw
Cums into your mutant throat
Shit overflows with pus
Trampoline warfare begins

Your limbs hacked off
Poo flows from the wounds
You scream for post natal abortion
You desire to be a human miscarriage

The faecal nightmare never ends
Shitcovered
Trampoline
Dismemberment
Track Name: Hungry for Shit
Alright you bunch of shit eating whores, listen up
This song goes out to all the coprophiliacs in the house tonight
All the depraved sick bastards who love nothing more
than to chow down in chocolate town
This one is called...Hungry for Shit!

<indecipherable>

Chocolate pudding, it's what's for your fucking dinner baby
Invite your friends and family to join in the fun
Gather round the table everyone, and pray to fucking Jesus
For the bountiful harvest of poo he has provided

<indecipherable>

Hungry for Shit
I'm Hungry for Shit
Hungry for Shit
I'm Hungry for Shit

Chocolate pudding, it's what's for your fucking dinner baby
Invite your friends and family to join in the fun
Gather round the table everyone, and pray to fucking Jesus
For the bountiful harvest of poo he has provided

<indecipherable>

Hungry for Shit
I'm Hungry for Shit
Hungry for Shit
I'm Hungry for Shit
Track Name: Alignment of Infinite Faecal Gateways
Behold, pathetic mortals! My masterpiece is now complete!

I have constructed
A myriad network of subspace gateways
Each one a triumph of galactic engineering
An astral pipeline through cosmic relativity
Yet their cargo a sinister load
For at the end of each a wormhole opens
Inside the rectal passage of all living creatures
The greatest faecal corridor known to all creation

My motives - diabolical
My intellect - astronomical!

Meanwhile on an anonymous moon
Orbiting the planet Saturn
I have constructed the chamber of your incarceration
Wherein you are strapped to a medical table
You are not the first victim
Merely the latest in an endless line
Of subjects of my experimentation
You cannot begin to comprehend
The importance of my science
So please lie back and enjoy
The horror that awaits you

I am the poo progeny of Newton!
I am the scatological disciple of Einstein!
I am the faecal neophyte of Hawking!
I am a god made flesh!

With engineering skills beyond the ken of mortal men
I open a wormhole in your esophagus
Interlinked with the myriad astral gateways
A final genius moment of mathematics
And the subspace floodgates open

The entire multiverse shits itself into your throat!
Track Name: Gluteus Maximus
I like big butts and I can not lie
All you other brothers can't deny
That when a girl walks in with an itty bitty waist
And a round thing in your face
You get sprung

Swollen, rotund, invert, colon
Nauseous, varicose, rotten anus

Gluteus! Maximus!
Sweetcorn coated rectal vomit oozing down your grandad's trousers
Gluteus! Maximus!
Sweetcorn coated rectal vomit oozing down your grandad's trousers
Gluteus! Maximus!

Largest muscle in the body,
Biceps/triceps just a folly!
A gift from god, his greatest creation,
Squeezing out drops of pure elation

Swollen, rotund, invert, colon
Nauseous, varicose, rotten anus

Gluteus! Maximus!
Sweetcorn coated rectal vomit oozing down your grandad's trousers
Gluteus! Maximus!
Sweetcorn coated rectal vomit oozing down your grandad's trousers
Gluteus!

Curdling and dripping it's coming for you
Unbearable stench of gelatinous poo!
Aeons of grease lines the inside of bum,
Prune juice undoing the protective seal

Torn asunder the shield is gone
The floodgates unleashed with a furious feral plop

Gluteus! Maximus!
Track Name: Anal Pizza Discharge
Pizza time!

Dough made of rectal foetus vomit
Flattened like a deformed corpse
Coat with gangrene tomato sauce
Sprinkle with rancid penis slime

Bake in an oven for 15 minutes
Piss soaked chainsaw fisting time
Meanwhile shit on a tablecloth
Rotting bladder nightmare party

Liquidize the fermented pizza
Blended to a shitty pulp
Put a funnel up her craphole
Pump the slime into her anus

Rectal digest pizza pie
Urge to shit becomes intense
Crouch beneath the chocolate ring
Anal pizza discharge time!

Erotic shit caked cheese
Disgusting anal dough
Tomato sauce made of cum

Pizza faeces down your throat
Taste of shit and fresh basil
Culinary dreams come true

You start to gag
Upon the shitty mess
What the fuck are you doing
Eating pizza from a bum

Anal pizza discharge!
Track Name: Ill in Brazil
My name is Chris Bowes, get out of my way
Soil is forming, and poo's on the way
I'm dripping with sweat and my pulse is racing
rivers of poo flood the Amazon basin

Ill in Brazil!
Ill in Brazil!
Ill in Brazil!
Ill in Brazil!

São Paulo beware, your airport's not safe
I ate too many tacos now my insides are raped
I rush to the toilet but I've run out of time
My pants just filled up with anal grime

Ill in Brazil!
Ill in Brazil!
Ill in Brazil!
Ill in Brazil!
Track Name: I Wanna Eat Somebody's Poo (bonus track)
You say you don't wanna run and hide
A face that no-one knows
And everyone ya meet, you're gonna show (your bum)
You're nobody's slave, nobody's chains can hold your poo
You hold your ass up high,
And do a poo

Oh, you just got to poo
Up high where the whole world's watchin you
Cos I, I'd shit my guts to eat some jobby
To cry out

I wanna eat somebody's
Eat somebody's poo
I wanna eat somebody's
Eat somebody's poo


You say you don't wanna starve
Or take the chocolate plops that fall
You don't wanna beg or plead at all
You don't want no nine to five
Your fingers up your hole
You don't want to shit out bloody stones

Oh, you just got to poo
Up high where the whole world's watchin you
Cos I, I'd shit my guts to eat some jobby
To cry out

I wanna eat somebody's
Eat somebody's poo
I wanna eat somebody's
Eat somebody's poo

I want a shitty arse and dirty pants
Lotsa fresh cornhole
I will live in shit and dine on stains
I'm NEVER growing old

I wanna eat somebody's
Eat somebody's poo
I wanna eat somebody's
Eat somebody's poo

I'm gonna eat some jobby
I'm gonna eat some jobby
Track Name: Sugary Poo (bonus track)
Ooh baby, I wanna touch your poo
Baby c'mon, and gimme some of that sugary poo
Ooh baby, I wanna touch your poo
Baby c'mon, and gimme some of that sugary poo

Poo, I love it all sloppy
Poo, gimme some of that sugary poo
Poo, I love it all sloppy
Poo, gimme some of that sugary poo