The fog on the bog is all mine all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine

As I sit here peeeing on the lavatry
And farting like a vicar in the pew
I take a big breath of something so terrible
It smells just like dairitic poo

Oh
The fog on the bog is all mine all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine

I think i'll phone NHS Direct
And tell them what's wrong with me
But I drop my mobile in the bowl
Oh my god, this is a case of dysentree

Oh
The fog on the bog is all mine all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine

I stick a tampon up my arse
That will do the trick
Until I do a great big fart
I feel so feckin sick

Oh
The fog on the bog is all mine all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine all mine
The fog on the bog is all mine



That tired me out, can anybody finishit