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Eat City
The Angels
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Drag on a fag, pick up the crumbs
All the little insults get too much for some
Fix up your face, harpoon your hair
All the little vanities keep you from despair
Will of iron, will it break?
Freedom from hunger is a piece of cake
Turn on the TV, shoot another snack
Suburban refugees from a calorie attack
Ain't you got no true love waiting for you?
Ain't you got no true love waiting?
Eat city's gonna get you
Walk down the street, push it in our face
The weight, dear doctor, is in the wrong place
Turn on the TV, shoot another snack
Suburban refugees from a calorie attack
Ain't you got no true love waiting for you?
Ain't you got no true love waiting?
Eat city's gonna get you
Too bad
Cookies
Oh, no
You're gonna grow
Oh, oh, oh
Hey, fat stuff!
You take up the roo-room of two people
I want you to shake your arse
Drag on a fag, pick up the crumbs
All the little insults get too much for some
Turn on the TV, shoot another snack
Suburban refugees from a calorie attack
Ain't you got no true love waiting for you?
Ain't you got no true love waiting for you?
Ain't you got no true love waiting for you?
Ain't you got no true love waiting?
Eat city's gonna get you!