Help us, help us
We`re so fat
Help us now
Before we die of a heart attack
They say it`s not how much
But what you eat
Chips and chocolate aren`t good
Maybe I should eat more meat
Maybe I`ll die Early
In a painful death
But at least I would have eaten
To my last breath
I don`t smoke or drink
And no- one`s perfect
So why can`t I just live
And make my life worth it?
God chooses who lives and dies
He chooses who`s good and bad
So I think he chose me to be fat
Just like he chose me to be a lad
I don`t care what people think
They can laugh
If they want
I don`t adore my body in the bath
You care too much about your weight
Just eat what you want
And hang around with your mate
At the end of the day
I eat what I`m told
It`s there to be ate
Otherwise it gets cold
What is death, but an aspect of life?
It`s snack time
So give me my chips
And a fork and a knife