There's a little black spot on my shorts today That's my underwear It's the same old spot as yesterday That's my underwear There's a tear in the band from my belly flop That's my underwear There's a rip in the back, cause my wind won't stop That's my underwear I have stood there before, out in the pouring rain With my shorts being scrubbed to the point of pain Even Clorox and bleach can not make it wane I guess it's my destiny to be the king of stain There's some gas that's trapped in my stomach wall There's a noise down there that's a constant growl It sounds like a whale that's about to breach As I seek some relief that I just can't reach I'm the king on the throne as I squeeze one out The man in the next stall is trying to get out There's a deaf man here with a look of dread It would choke a skeleton if it were not dead There's a guy in the corner lying on his back The aroma has caused a heart attack There's a little black spot on my shorts today It's the same old spot as yesterday That's my underwear I have stood there before, out in the pouring rain With my shorts being scrubbed to the point of pain Even Clorox and bleach can not make it wane I guess it's my destiny to be the king of stain King of stain, must I always be, King of stain I will always be...King of stain......I will always be........