Fat Songtext
von Jesse Welles

Well, it′s your own damn fault you're so damn fat
It′s just like when your grandpappy's lungs turned black
That was his fault too
The doctor told him what to do
He smoked Camels, guess he bought the wrong pack

It ain't like a team of evil scientists
Through rigorous testing
Created the most abominable snacks
Grinding critters and chemicals up in the factory
Now your hand is stuck inside of the sack

Well, it′s your own damn fault you′re so damn fat
Coca-Cola just walked in with the results
They did a self-investigation like a Florida sheriff station
So you know they won't be found at fault


Diabetes
Help us Jesus
If you′re fit, willing and able

For a smooth ten grand
We'll clamp your guts with a band
And that′s all good if you don't die on the table

Glucose monosaccharides
Diastatic malt
High fructose corn syrup
It′s all your fault

Well, it's your own damn fault you're so damn fat
Shame, shame, shame
All the food on the shelf
Was engineered for your health
So, you′re gonna have to take the blame