
I
used to feel like a king decked in gold
More dunny paper than I ever saw sold
Now I’m lucky to score a ply-fold
Buddy can you spare a roll?
It’s discomforting to not be clean down there
It itches, and hurts like buggery I swear
My kingdom I would give for a wipe
Buddy can you spare a roll?
In France they freshen with a bidet
I’m looking forward to a whole new day
I’ll take two jumbo packs and I’ll pay
Buddy can you spare a roll?
What will I be reduced to askance?
Using a pair of my underpants
This crazy world has hit me where it hurts
Buddy can you spare a roll?
What about my old mum?
Who’s going to clean her poor old bum?
If there’s not a pack of Sorbent on the shelves
Buddy can you spare a roll?
For fear of a virus catching they scare
Now I feel it in my derriere
A shower or two to kill the rank sting
Buddy can you spare a roll?
I tried raiding the public lav
But someone got there before me, it’s sad
I feel it right in my soul
Buddy can you spare a roll?
And what about the king and queen
How are they going to keep theirs clean?
Hear us all the same tale of woe
Buddy can you spare a roll?
This is awesome, Keep it up.