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