Morgan Ashbury - Sitters Manor Blues [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Verse 1]
That fart was quite the squirter
I'd rate that shit a ten
I haven't cut that wet a fart
Since I don't know when
Your ass is stuck in Sitters Manor
My ass keeps fartin' on
Yes, my ass keeps a-breakin'
Each and all of your bones

[Verse 2]
You're bitchin' like a baby
Let me tell you, tiny slave
A big ol' shit'll be in your mouth
If you cannot behave
Yes, I'll shit right in your eyeballs
Just to watch you blink
When it squeezes out my asshole
Damn, that shit's a-gonna stink

[Verse 3]
There's a buttload of rich folks eatin'
Rich ol' lobster and caviar
But instead you're drinkin' asshole juice
Smoke it like a fat cigar
From my ass, you should be cummin'
Ain't it a mighty damn sight?
Yes, my ass'll keep a-fartin'
All fuckin' day and night

[Verse 4]
Well, if I freed you from this prison
Then you'd run away and tell
My ass'd be detained for sure
You're better off in hell
Far from civilization
Suckin' out my ass for weeks
That's the shit you get
For bein' pussy and meek