

Prompt / Lyrics
[Verse 1] Out on the porch in his rockin’ chair Knoxx leans in like he’s sniffin’ fresh air We all scatter but he just grins Says, “Hold up, y’all, let the fun begin” [Chorus] Knoxx smells farts for fun (oh son) Laughin’ like he just won While the rest of us run He’s sittin’ there suckin’ it in Knoxx smells farts for fun (hey!) Thinks it’s God’s little joke, number one If there’s trouble in the wind, he’ll come ‘Cause Knoxx smells farts for fun [Verse 2] Church potluck on a Sunday night Someone slips up under neon light Everyone’s blushin’, prayin’ it clears Knoxx stands up, says, “Best one all year” [Chorus] Knoxx smells farts for fun (oh son) Laughin’ like he just won While the rest of us run He’s sittin’ there suckin’ it in Knoxx smells farts for fun (hey!) Thinks it’s God’s little joke, number one If there’s trouble in the wind, he’ll come ‘Cause Knoxx smells farts for fun
Tags
country, Playful modern country with a bouncy train-beat groove, acoustic guitar strums, upright bass walking, and brushed snare. Male vocals with a wink, tight storytelling verses, and a big singalong chorus with gang shouts on the hook. Fiddle fills answer the vocal lines, and a brief half-time feel lands the final punchline.
2:04
No
3/10/2026