Bathroom Blues

[Intro] (*Instrumental funk-rock groove with a playful bassline*) [Verse 1] The clock’s tickin’, my feet start to tap, Nature’s callin’, no time for a nap! One mission urgent, gotta answer soon— “I’m pissin’!” then whispers, “…I’m ’bout to poop!” [Pre-Chorus] Doors slam, I’m speedin’ down the hall, Prayin’ the throne’s free—no line, no wall! Legs crossed, cheeks clenched, holdin’ my breath, This ain’t life’s end… just a dance with death! [Chorus] Bathroom blues, gotta let it loose, No time to choose, no time to snooze! Life’s little battles, we all gotta face, Flush away troubles, and pick up the pace! [Verse 2] Mirror’s judgin’, the tiles echo shame, But every hero’s got their secret game. Air freshener? Nah, let’s keep it real— A victory grunt, and then ya heal! [Pre-Chorus] Toilet paper’s thin, but my will’s thick, Survivin’ this w*r with a tactical trick. Wash my hands clean, step into the light, Conquered the chaos—now the world’s alright! [Chorus] Bathroom blues, let it all out, Shake off the fear, give a victory shout! Life’s little battles, we all gotta face, Flush away troubles, and win the race! [Bridge] (*Funky sax solo, feet stompin’ b**t*) Dance while ya wait, hum a silly tune, Even kings and queens gotta meet the moon! [Outro] (*Fade-out with upbeat bass and laughter*)