Never trust a fart
Irish Folk,Russian Folk,Celtic Music,Symphony,Electronic Rock,Techno
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Lyrics
[Intro]
(Instrumental Solo)
[Verse 1]
Friday night, three pints deep in foam
Guinness stacking secrets you can’t own
You grin and lie “I’m grand, I’m fine”
But your gut’s plotting a dirty crime
The boxers hum a warning tune
You shift your weight and count to June
Cross your heart, you think you’re safe
But history’s screaming “don’t mistake”
[Pre-Chorus 1]
It starts as a rumble, low and slow
A breath you think you can control
You lift one cheek like it’s a trick
That’s where the chaos plants its stick
[Chorus]
DON’T TRUST A FART!
No matter how polite it sounds at the start!
DON’T TRUST A FART!
That innocent puff will tear you apart!
After Guinness, burrito heat
When your stomach’s playing hide and seek
You can pray, cross your heart —
But never, ever trust a fart.
[Verse 2]
Burrito bold with spicy sting
A saucy traitor that stains your thing
You swear it’s just a harmless breeze
But that’s how shame and legends seize
Silent blast in Sunday mass
Echo bouncing off the glass
Father pauses, choir goes still
That tiny trumpet killed the thrill
[Pre-Chorus 2]
You think you’re safe in holy air
But danger floats without a care
It doesn’t growl before it bites
Ruins trousers, days, and nights
[Chorus]
DON’T TRUST A FART!
Even if it feels like a gentle start!
DON’T TRUST A FART!
It’s a wolf in wind, a gaslit heart!
The silent one is deadly art,
The boxer’s worst nightmare at heart,
You can hope and play your part —
But never, ever trust a fart.
[Bridge]
Day after the stomach war
You think you’re healed, you’re sure, you’re sure
But that tiny squeak? That tiny spark?
That’s danger dressed up in the dark
And when you’re home, alone, relaxed
That’s when betrayal counterattacks
You think the coast is clear to start
That’s when it hits you, right in the heart
[Spoken Bridge]
Don’t. Trust. A. Fart.
[Outro]
(Instrumental Solo)