You’ll Find Someone to Fart With Songtext
von 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 will find
Someone to fart with, someone to fart with
You will 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 the bus (Bus)
Stars are dead, but we′re alive
In the middle of the night
Come up with a song and sing it to a frog
You will find
Someone to fart with, someone to fart with
You will find
Someone to fart with
Fart, fart, fart, fart


Fart
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
You, you, you, you

You will find
Someone to fart with, someone to fart with
You will find
Someone to fart with