Incinerated by Flatulence Flames Lyrics

Saturday night, staying with friends, gathered in somebody's den.
Pizza, comics, video games.
Meat lovers combo, straight to the gut, passing gas from our butts.
Crying, laughing all night long.
Parents asleep, movie ends, something more to show my friends.
This will be a night to remember.
Digging in drawers, an idea sparks.
Like this lighter with my farts, a token flame with gas to spare.
I call their attention, showing out, bending over as they shout.
Make sure you get this on camera.
I feel the flame warm my pants, with one small push I have a chance.
So eager and ready to explode.
As the gas swiftly passed, a fireball from my ass.
Oh dear God I never saw this coming.
Straight to carpet, straight to the drapes, screaming, terror, panic breaks as the flames engulf the flesh of friends.
So much for comics and games, incinerated by flatulence flames, as the flesh is charred from the bone.
Burned alive in their beds, parents, friends and their pets, this surely was my last mistake.
As I burn, I squirm and churn, a lesson passed, too late to learn, the smell of wood and burning skin.
My last account crying in pain, I myself am the one to blame.
Incinerated by flatulence flames.