Chris Moyles - Dicky Tum lyrics

I've got the feeling my stomach is heaving, boy now I'm really scared Must have been something I've eaten, now it's Repeating, my guts are in need of repair So now I'm in trouble, I feel the rumble, I gotta be Prepared And I know it's true if I don't find a loo, it could Go everywhere Cos I need to go, and I'm scared it's about to blow Wish I hadn't had, that chicken tikka and shish kebab (Chorus) Bad chicken tikka, I've got a dicky tum, cos I need to Go the loo and I'm gonna have to run Gotta run now, gotta go, gotta get home, cos my bums About to explode Oh bad chicken tikka, I've got a dicky tum, cos I need To go the loo and I'm gonna have to run Gotta run now, gotta go, gotta get home, cos my bums About to explode.. I'm on my way home, this journey is so long, will I ever get there Seem to be walking forever, my a** ain't too clever The whole day just isn't fair Cos you know I'm no liar, my arse is on fire, this Really ain't any fun Cos I need to go soon and I'm feeling marooned, in the Street with a dicky tum Cos I need to go, and I'm scared it's about to blow Wish I hadn't had, that chicken tikka and shish kebab (Chorus) I just need to get me home, and sit upstairs on my Porcelain throne Even though I've lowered the tone, gonna blow off like A big trombone I just need to get me home, and sit upstairs on my Porcelain throne Even though I've lowered the tone, gonna blow off like A big trombone (Chorus) (repeat chorus to fade)