(I'm Going to the) Plop Shop!

(I’m Going to the) Plop Shop!

I gotta funny feeling down in my pants,

I don’t think it’s as simple as a bum full of ants,

It’s making me sing on the way to the loo,

That I’m about to unleash a big number two!

I’m going to the plop-shop,

And I’m gonna drop a big plop;

I said I’m going to the plop-shop, YEAH!

I’m gotta sing it loud,

And let all the house know,

Cos it’s only fair to warn folk - whether friend or foe,

Cos what I’m gonna do could bring about tears,

Cos there ain’t nothing nice that comes from our rears!

And when I’m heading for the plop shop,

I’m gonna have to hop-hop,

Before I let my plop drop, YEAH!

I gotta get a-movin’ cos it’s ready to roll,

It wants to take a swim around the toilet bowl,

Circle round the water like a group of mean sharks,

Then sink to the bottom and burn on some skidmarks!

I gotta get to the plop-shop,

Before there is a big pop,

And my momma’ll need a big mop, YEAH!