Verse 1:

In the muck and the grime, where the sewage flows

Lies a tale of filth, only Primus knows

We wade through the darkness, be it night or day

This is the story of our "Sewer Serenade."

Chorus:

Poo, oh glorious poo, our stinky companion so true

Sailing through the sewers, in the depths we shall wade

Hear our ode to excrement, our "Sewer Serenade."

Verse 2:

Diving in the cesspool, where secrets reside

Unmasking each turd, with a twisted stride

The aroma so foul, it's become a symphony

This ode to feculence, our melodic harmony

Chorus:

Poo, oh glorious poo, our stinky companion so true

Sailing through the sewers, in the depths we shall wade

Hear our ode to excrement, our "Sewer Serenade."

Bridge:

(Whammy-filled bass solo)

Verse 3:

The poopsmith's artwork, crafted with disgust

A masterpiece of waste, rebel souls entrust

From bowels to sewage, the journey's complete

This putrid poem, our ode to the elite

Chorus:

Poo, oh glorious poo, our stinky companion so true

Sailing through the sewers, in the depths we shall wade

Hear our ode to excrement, our "Sewer Serenade."

Outro:

(Primus-style bass outro, with squealing harmonics)