The people mentioned here are, as usual, very well known persons in Sweden. Carl Serung is an infamous porn producer and strip club owner that used to piss and shit on his girls. He lives in Thailand since many years now.
"Is there anything you have wished-for? - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
Oh, I think you're a real copro-gay. - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
Well, my stomach is running, so we'll fix that. - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
I let it off in your mouth, if that's OK? - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
I feel peckish for something small and easily digested.
Do you know of any good toilet?
Let's get ourselves a diaper each.
Then it's just out and riot, haha!
Copro-gay, hey, hey, where are you going?
Copro-gay, say, say, will you come along...
...Home to me gay, gay, and drink some booze,
Made on "Loket's" morning shit!
Is there anything you want to tell me? - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
A real enema with timothy. - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
And pick out the poo with a rubber thing. - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
That'll be a perfectly alright copro-gay pastry. - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
I like Melker much better than Tjorven,
Because Melker always have real guts in the sausage,
And I have spared some colostomy bags.
Melker can shit in them, hehe!
Copro-gay, hey, hey, where do we go now?
Copro-gay, hey, hey, let's go to Tabu.
I want to see the gay stripper Kånkel-Kajsa,
Then I want to watch Carl Serung poop.
Do I have anything in my ass for you? - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
Do you mind if I let off? - No, no, no, let it off on me!
This is a hit, and although the lyric is poor,
It'll cast some light on poop-coprophags.
And the sausage is taken from my excrement store.
There is a stench in the air - of shit! Hahaha!
You have poop on your balls - hey, hey!
Let me take your balls in my mouth - hey, hey!
And suck the balls just for a second - hey, hey!
I do that every day with my dog - hey, hey!
Copro-gay, hey, hey, always at the go.
Copro-gay, hey, hey, can I come with you.
Where we'll end up, hey, hey, we'll see.
On the way towards diarrhea.
Is there anything more I can do for you? - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
Because now I think the guts have made sausage. - Yes, yes, yes, I can shit on you!
But you are brown of poo like an oil sheik. - Yes, yes, yes, you can change my diaper!
And that's real excrement and no fake.
I met the copro at Copra Cabana,
He was a pot-herb a fag and a slob,
When I was shitting he was laying below watching,
He was never closer to Nirvana,
Shitting together became a habit,
When sausage was pushing forwards he was there with his camera,
Now he has enlarged my...brown banana! Hahaha!
Copro-gay, hey, hey - copro-gay pastry!
Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me! - Yes, yes, yes, you can shit on me!
Copro-gay, hey, hey, always on the run,
Copro-gay, hey, hey, with fast steps,
Copro-gay, hey, hey, against new goals.
- Towards new brown holes!
Copro-gay, hey, hey, you're alwys at it.
Copro-gay, hey, hey, let me come with you,
Where we'll, hey, hey, end up, we'll see.
- Towards diarrhea."