In the Oval Office, the air is thick,
With all those old tales and a few cheap tricks.
I'm sitting here laughing, trying to hold my ground,
While ol' Joe's rambling letting loose that sound.
Got the windows cracked, can't let it roam,
But the smell is this room is feeling like home.
He chuckles and chuckles, it's all a jest,
But deep down inside I'm feeling the test.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
Sipping my coffee while he's telling a joke,
But the tension is building, let's see who will croak.
Gotta squeeze out a monster, can't let it fly,
In this battle of wind, will I live or die?
It's a trouser cough showdown, laughter on blast,
Old Joe's got no clue, but I'm holding on fast.
With every good story he let's one slip through,
I'm trying my best to keep up with the brew.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
It's a trouser cough showdown, laughter on blast,
Old Joe's got no clue, but I'm holding on fast.
With every good story he let's one slip through,
I'm trying my best to keep up with the brew.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
Wind puffing like a storm, it's a natural fate,
As I glance at his face I can't help but debate,
Is it competition, or just ages embrace?
In this flatulent duel, we're both out of place.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
A farting contest with Joe Biden, oh what a show!
We're battling the wind while the whole world looks on.
In a laughter filled room where the air's got to blow,
I'm nearly shitting my pants but, we're just having fun.
Yeah we're just having fun.
A farting contest with Joe Biden oh what a show.
Yeah we're just having fun.
A farting contest with Joe Biden, let the brown thunder roll.
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In the Oval Office, the air is thick,
With all those old tales and a few cheap tricks.
I'm sitting here laughing, trying to hold my ground,
While ol' Joe's rambling letting loose that sound.
Got the windows cracked, can't let it roam,
But the smell is this room is feeling like home.
He chuckles and chuckles, it's all a jest,
But deep down inside I'm feeling the test.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
Sipping my coffee while he's telling a joke,
But the tension is building, let's see who will croak.
Gotta squeeze out a monster, can't let it fly,
In this battle of wind, will I live or die?
It's a trouser cough showdown, laughter on blast,
Old Joe's got no clue, but I'm holding on fast.
With every good story he let's one slip through,
I'm trying my best to keep up with the brew.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
It's a trouser cough showdown, laughter on blast,
Old Joe's got no clue, but I'm holding on fast.
With every good story he let's one slip through,
I'm trying my best to keep up with the brew.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
Wind puffing like a storm, it's a natural fate,
As I glance at his face I can't help but debate,
Is it competition, or just ages embrace?
In this flatulent duel, we're both out of place.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
A farting contest with Joe Biden, oh what a show!
We're battling the wind while the whole world looks on.
In a laughter filled room where the air's got to blow,
I'm nearly shitting my pants but, we're just having fun.
Yeah we're just having fun.
A farting contest with Joe Biden oh what a show.
Yeah we're just having fun.
A farting contest with Joe Biden, let the brown thunder roll.
With all those old tales and a few cheap tricks.
I'm sitting here laughing, trying to hold my ground,
While ol' Joe's rambling letting loose that sound.
Got the windows cracked, can't let it roam,
But the smell is this room is feeling like home.
He chuckles and chuckles, it's all a jest,
But deep down inside I'm feeling the test.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
Sipping my coffee while he's telling a joke,
But the tension is building, let's see who will croak.
Gotta squeeze out a monster, can't let it fly,
In this battle of wind, will I live or die?
It's a trouser cough showdown, laughter on blast,
Old Joe's got no clue, but I'm holding on fast.
With every good story he let's one slip through,
I'm trying my best to keep up with the brew.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
It's a trouser cough showdown, laughter on blast,
Old Joe's got no clue, but I'm holding on fast.
With every good story he let's one slip through,
I'm trying my best to keep up with the brew.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
Wind puffing like a storm, it's a natural fate,
As I glance at his face I can't help but debate,
Is it competition, or just ages embrace?
In this flatulent duel, we're both out of place.
Ohhhh did I just poop?
What's this going to cost?
A farting contest with Joe, I'm feeling lost.
Brown thunder rumble, it's a wild, wild ride,
Nearly shitting my pants, can't keep it inside.
A farting contest with Joe Biden, oh what a show!
We're battling the wind while the whole world looks on.
In a laughter filled room where the air's got to blow,
I'm nearly shitting my pants but, we're just having fun.
Yeah we're just having fun.
A farting contest with Joe Biden oh what a show.
Yeah we're just having fun.
A farting contest with Joe Biden, let the brown thunder roll.
Writer: Arron Bailey
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid