THE STENCH... IT'S MUSHROOM MATTRESS 
HE SLEEPS ALONE... IT'S MUSHROOM MATTRESS 

COME... RECEIVE COMMUNION 
WITH DROPS OF GOLD... 
YOU ARE BLESSED 

THE STENCH... IT'S MUSHROOM MATTRESS 
HE SLEEPS ALONE... IT'S MUSHROOM MATTRESS 

BLADDER EMPTIES ON THE MATTRESS 

RUBBER SHEETS CAN'T HOLD THE TIDE 
IRREGATION IN THE HALLWAY... 
NO FLOOD CAN DROWN HIS PRIDE 
CONSUME ONE THOUSAND PINTS 
CAPPED OFF WITH SHOTS OF RYE 
THE LORDE CAN'T FIND THE TOILET... 
HIS MATTRESS WON'T STAY DRY...