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Rewrite of CCR's Bad Moon Rising

I feel my bowls contents rising
I sense rear trouble on the way
I sense shh earthquakes and lighting
I guess I should't have eaten
All those darn tacos today

Chorus

Don't see any in sight
Well, if one more person gets in my way
I just might take their life
If they don't let me
Into that bathroom on the right

I can smell that stench ablowin'
I know it's gonna come
Shooting outta my end
If I don't hurry up soon and find one
I fear these depends will be overflowing
Uh oh
Here comes that feeling
My new pants are ruined

Oh what a night
Just could't keep my shh together
Hope of this awful smell I won't die
Looks like my ride home is in for some nasty weather
Tried to tell him
To pull over
But we never do
See eye to eye

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