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Lyrics for Snack Attack by Godley And Creme:
| | | Artist: | Godley And Creme |
| | Album: | Ismism | | Track: | Snack Attack | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 78 | | | | Lyrics: | Midnight Saturday sat in the dark
watching the ceiling falling apart
the air-conditioner's
been busted for weeks
so the smell of cooking seeps through the floor
I can't eat no
more
They want me to be as light as a feather
so the Doctor's wired my jaws
together
now I'm locked in the bedroom away from the food
so I lie on my back in the dark
in the nude
I can't eat no more
I got to use a straw
But if the Devil dragged
me down to the kitchen
I wouldn't put up a fight
I'd gladly sign away my soul
for a
T-bone steak tonight
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I gotta
eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
just call me Jack Kerouac
click-clack
open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
pattacake, pattacake Big
Mac
good God it's a snack attack
Gimme sausage, egg and beans and
chips
milkshakes, clambakes, fondue & dips
and sauces, horses, 17 courses
of
barbequed beef with asparagus tips
rashers of bacon, bagels and lox
and tandoori prawns
and a box of chocs
spaghetti with mussels, palma hams
& deep frozen waffles with syrup &
jams
My willpower's gone I'm down on my knees
praying to the God of cottage
cheese
it's no good trying I'll never beat it
'cos if it moves I'll eat it
So undo my
trousers, let out the slack
who cares it's a snack attack
it's a snack attack
I
feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack,
a six-pack Jack
just call me Jack Kerouac
click-clack open up the hatchback
I could
eat a Bubble car or a packamack
pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
good God it's a snack
attack
it's a snack attack
it's a snack attack
it's a snack attack
My
father was a gents outfitter
my mother went crazy, they had to commit her
they used to
tell me don't be a quitter
but I know deep down I'm the runt of the litter
I can't eat no
more
I gotta use a straw
How do you take an overdose
or even pretend to do
it
when the last straw is the one in your mouth
and you can't suck sleepers through
it
I can't eat no more
I gotta use a straw
But if the Devil took me to
Mexico
to taste his guacamole
I'd gladly sign my name in blood
and give him the keys
to my soul
because I can't eat no more
I can't eat no more
I feel like Kojak
sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a six-pack
Jack
just call me Jack Kerouac
click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble
car or a packamack
pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
good God it's a snack attack
it's a
snack attack
it's a snack attack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I
gotta eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
just call me Jack
Kerouac
click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a
packamack
pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
good God it's a snack attack
it's a snack
attack
Midnight Sunday asleep on the floor
curled up in the corner can't take no
more
Armies of food invade my sleep
led by lasagnas ten inches deep
My head is
pounding my heart is beating
cows are mooing sheep are bleating
I'm being haunted by all
the meat I've eaten
and then a burglar alarm goes off in my head
and I wake up
screaming am I dead or alive
and the clock says five
it's only five in the
morning
I'm covered in sweat
am I hungry? you bet!
Cold turkey's what I'm going
through
cold turkey's what I need
but they hung a sign on my appetite
saying "Danger
Do Not Feed"
I can't eat no more
I got to use a straw
I can't eat no more
I
can't eat no more
And they've even taken away
the pictures of food I had on my
wall
and my treasured collection of menus
they screwed up into a ball
in front of my
face they flicked it
out of the window into the night
but they'll never unscramble the
combination
they'll never get it right
now if they made a feature film
that featured
only food
I'd wallow in the crowd scenes
while the rest of the audience booed
and if
I got myself a video
I could satisfy the need
I could check out the action frame by
frame
and watch the calories breed
but I can't eat no more
I got to use a
straw
I can't eat no more
I can't eat no more
I got to use a straw
I feel
like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a
six-pack Jack
just call me Jack Kerouac
click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat
a Bubble car or a packamack
pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
good God it's a snack
attack
it's a snack attack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat,
I gotta eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
just call me Jack
Kerouac
click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a
packamack
pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
good God it's a snack attack
it's a snack
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