Post by Munkie91087 on Apr 1, 2011 0:26:43 GMT -5
I got bored today, so I decided to take Ke$ha's Tik Tok and relate the lyrics to Crohn's disease. Don't know if any of you know what Crohn's is, but it's a disease of the colon/intestines/stomach, that causes severe inflammation and pain. One unfortunate side affect is you poop a lot.
I am sure no one will respond to this, none of you ever do, but I hope you enjoy this!!
Crohn'$ - Tik Tok.
Wake up in the morning in absolute agony (Hey, what up Crohn’s?)
Grab my plunger, Bust through the door, I’m gonna hit this toilet (Let’s go)
Before I leave, brush my ass with moist baby wipes.
‘Cause when I poop too much, it hurts my tushy.
I'm talking pain pills down my throat, throat
Have to buy new clothes, clothes
Poops blowing up our commodes, modes
Pants-dropping. Wiping with our favorite TP
Having to leave all the parties
Trying to get to a toilet
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of TP
Ain't got no pain pills in my pocket, but I'm already in tears
And now, the docs are lining up cause they hear I need Rowasa
But I kick em to the curb because man, I hate enemas
I'm talking about me blowing chunk, chunk
Blood coming out my butt, butt
So nauseous, man it feels like I am drunk, drunk
Now, now, I go until I pout, pout
Or the TP runs out, out
TP runs out, runs out.
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Crohn’s, you build me up
You break me down
My stomach, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that pain
Yeah, you got me
Crohn’s, you build me up
You break me down
My stomach, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now, the toilet don't flush 'til I plunge it
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
I am sure no one will respond to this, none of you ever do, but I hope you enjoy this!!
Crohn'$ - Tik Tok.
Wake up in the morning in absolute agony (Hey, what up Crohn’s?)
Grab my plunger, Bust through the door, I’m gonna hit this toilet (Let’s go)
Before I leave, brush my ass with moist baby wipes.
‘Cause when I poop too much, it hurts my tushy.
I'm talking pain pills down my throat, throat
Have to buy new clothes, clothes
Poops blowing up our commodes, modes
Pants-dropping. Wiping with our favorite TP
Having to leave all the parties
Trying to get to a toilet
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of TP
Ain't got no pain pills in my pocket, but I'm already in tears
And now, the docs are lining up cause they hear I need Rowasa
But I kick em to the curb because man, I hate enemas
I'm talking about me blowing chunk, chunk
Blood coming out my butt, butt
So nauseous, man it feels like I am drunk, drunk
Now, now, I go until I pout, pout
Or the TP runs out, out
TP runs out, runs out.
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Crohn’s, you build me up
You break me down
My stomach, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
You got me now
You got that pain
Yeah, you got me
Crohn’s, you build me up
You break me down
My stomach, it pounds
Yeah, you got me
With my hands up
Put your hands up
Put your hands up
Now, the toilet don't flush 'til I plunge it
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no
Dear god, make it stop
Crohn’s blow my stomach up
Tonight, I'mma poop
'Til I see the sunlight
Tick tock on the clock
But the poopin’ don't stop, no