Yeah! You’re just the fat guy without any plans But you want the perfect body for wearing slim pants You need no stupid gym no fucking nutritionist You have the smack diet – syringe in your fist
Chorus: So try to fall, break the chain And you can feel it. It’s an insanity Devil know that you’re ineffectual There is no fucking choice The scream of fatty degeneration Sounds like a terrible noise
Your ass stinks. You’ve shit out your brains This is pollution of nation, fat deposits in your veins So the diet works you feel much better than them You've make a cocktail of fairy dust and jam