King of the Porcelain Throne

Intro

Oh

(Hu-huh hu-huh)

Bun-bun-bung-hole

(Hu-huh)

Verse 1

Palms shaking like a fever

Pulling up the shirt until the eyes disappear

Cornholio rising out the couch cushions

Level ten disaster in the supermarket aisles

White cotton kingdom needs a new crown

Screaming for the roll on a cardboard tube

Pre-Chorus

Titrated on a sugar rush

Mind turning into gray mush

Searching for the soft white sheet

Wandering the barren street

Chorus

I am the great one from Lake Titicaca

I am the Great Cornholio!

Give me the T.P. for my bunghole

The world is a sewer of plastic bags

I need the T.P. for my bunghole

(For my bunghole)

Verse 2

Caffeine clicking through my clicking teeth

Are you threatening the master of the porcelain throne?

Stacked up crates are leaning in the dark

Body doing the twitch like a broken wire

Staring at the ceiling while the fan spins

Begging for a fiber-based blessing right now

Pre-Chorus

Titrated on a sugar rush

Mind turning into gray mush

Searching for the soft white sheet

Wandering the barren street

Chorus

I am the great one from Lake Titicaca

I am The. Great Cornholio,

Give me the T.P. for my bunghole

The world is a sewer of plastic bags

I need the T.P. for my bunghole

(For my bunghole)

Bridge

Lake Titicaca

Nicaragua

Islands of paper

Islands of safety

Fire in the stomach

Fire in the blood

Chorus

I am the great one from Lake Titicaca

I am The Great Cornholio,

Give me the T.P. for my bunghole

The world is a sewer of plastic bags

I need the T.P. for my bunghole

(For my bunghole)