Letra de Eat City (Live)
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 despairWill 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 attackAin't you got no true love waiting for you? Ain't you got no true love waiting? Eat city's gonna get youWalk 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 attackAin't you got no true love waiting for you? Ain't you got no true love waiting? Eat city's gonna get youToo bad Cookies Oh, no You're gonna grow Oh, oh, ohHey, fat stuff! You take up the roo-room of two people I want you to shake your arseDrag 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 attackAin'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!