Run, Run, Run
fat boy fat boy
run run run
this town is setting ‘neath a burning sun
the police are comin’ to get you done
fat boy fat boy
run run run
fat boy fat boy
what did you do?
those burgers weren’t meant for you
and now you cannot see your shoes
fat boy fat boy
what did you do?
oh why do you do, the things that you do
to suffice that hunger, addiction too
fat boy fat boy
the end is near
the cardio didn’t work, my dear
they are coming close, i fear
your greed got the best of your fragile mind
and although it’s haunted you, time after time
there’s nothing you can do, you cannot hide
you gave in, now you’re trapped inside.
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