Luyện nghe bài hát Snack Attack

Midnight Saturday sat in the
watching the ceiling apart
the been busted for weeks
so the of cooking seeps through the floor
I eat no more
They want me to be as light as a
so the Doctor's wired my jaws
now I'm in the bedroom away from the food
so I lie on my back in the dark in the
I eat no more
I got to use a
But if the Devil me down to the kitchen
I put up a fight
I'd gladly sign my soul
for a T-bone steak
I feel like sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a Jack
just me Jack Kerouac
click-clack up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a
pattacake, Big Mac
good God it's a snack
Gimme sausage, egg and beans and
milkshakes, clambakes, & dips
and sauces, horses, 17
of barbequed beef with asparagus
of bacon, bagels and lox
and tandoori and a box of chocs
spaghetti mussels, palma hams
& deep frozen with syrup & jams
My willpower's gone I'm on my knees
praying to the God of cheese
it's no good trying I'll never it
`cos if it I'll eat it
So undo my trousers, let out the
who cares a snack attack
a snack attack
I feel like sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a six-pack
just call me Kerouac
click-clack open up the
I eat a Bubble car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
good God a snack attack
a snack attack
it's a snack
it's a snack
My father was a outfitter
my mother crazy, they had to commit her
they to tell me don't be a quitter
but I know deep down I'm the of the litter
I can't eat no
I gotta use a
How do you take an
or pretend to do it
when the last straw is the one in your
and you can't suck sleepers it
I eat no more
I gotta use a
But if the Devil me to Mexico
to his guacamole
I'd gladly sign my in blood
and give him the keys to my
I can't eat no more
I can't eat no
I feel like Kojak in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I gotta eat a
a stack, a rack, a Jack
just call me Kerouac
click-clack up the hatchback
I eat a Bubble car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
good God a snack attack
a snack attack
it's a attack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a
I gotta eat, I eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a Jack
just me Jack Kerouac
click-clack open up the
I could eat a car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
good God it's a attack
it's a snack
Midnight Sunday on the floor
curled up in the corner take no more
Armies of food my sleep
led by lasagnas ten inches
My head is my heart is beating
cows are mooing are bleating
I'm being by all the meat I've eaten
and then a alarm goes off in my head
and I wake up am I dead or alive
and the says five
it's five in the morning
I'm in sweat
am I you bet!
Cold turkey's I'm going through
cold turkey's what I
but they a sign on my appetite
"Danger Do Not Feed"
I eat no more
I got to use a
I eat no more
I can't eat no
And they've taken away
the pictures of I had on my wall
and my collection of menus
screwed up into a ball
in front of my they flicked it
out of the window into the
but they'll unscramble the combination
they'll get it right
now if they a feature film
featured only food
I'd in the crowd scenes
while the of the audience booed
and if I got myself a
I satisfy the need
I could check out the action frame by
and watch the breed
but I eat no more
I got to use a
I eat no more
I eat no more
I got to use a
I feel Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a six-pack
call me Jack Kerouac
click-clack up the hatchback
I could eat a car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
God it's a snack attack
it's a attack
I feel like sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I gotta eat a
a stack, a rack, a Jack
call me Jack Kerouac
click-clack open up the
I could eat a car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
God it's a snack attack
it's a attack