Luyện nghe bài hát Snack Attack

Midnight sat in the dark
watching the ceiling apart
the air-conditioner's been for weeks
so the smell of cooking seeps the floor
I can't eat no
They want me to be as light as a
so the Doctor's my jaws together
now I'm locked in the bedroom away the food
so I lie on my in the dark in the nude
I eat no more
I got to use a
But if the Devil dragged me to the kitchen
I wouldn't put up a
I'd gladly away my soul
for a steak tonight
I feel like sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I gotta eat a
a stack, a rack, a Jack
just call me Jack
click-clack open up the
I could eat a car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
God it's a snack attack
Gimme sausage, egg and and chips
milkshakes, clambakes, fondue &
and sauces, horses, 17
of beef with asparagus tips
rashers of bacon, and lox
and tandoori prawns and a box of
spaghetti mussels, palma hams
& deep frozen waffles syrup & jams
My willpower's gone I'm down on my
praying to the God of cottage
it's no good trying I'll never it
if it moves I'll eat it
So my trousers, let out the slack
who cares it's a snack
it's a snack
I feel like Kojak in a Cadillac
I eat, I gotta 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
God it's a snack attack
it's a snack
it's a attack
a snack attack
My father was a outfitter
my mother went crazy, they had to her
they used to me don't be a quitter
but I know down I'm the runt of the litter
I can't eat no
I use a straw
How do you an overdose
or even to do it
when the last is the one in your mouth
and you can't suck through it
I can't eat no
I use a straw
But if the Devil me to Mexico
to his guacamole
I'd gladly sign my in blood
and him the keys to my soul
I can't eat no more
I can't eat no
I like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a Jack
call me Jack Kerouac
click-clack up the hatchback
I eat a Bubble car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
good God it's a attack
a snack attack
it's a attack
I feel Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a Jack
call me Jack Kerouac
click-clack open up the
I could eat a Bubble car or a
pattacake, Big Mac
God it's a snack attack
it's a attack
Sunday asleep on the floor
curled up in the corner can't no more
Armies of food my sleep
led by lasagnas ten deep
My is pounding my heart is beating
cows are sheep are bleating
I'm being haunted by all the meat eaten
and then a burglar goes off in my head
and I wake up screaming am I or alive
and the clock says
it's only in the morning
I'm covered in
am I you bet!
Cold turkey's what I'm going
cold what I need
but they a sign on my appetite
"Danger Do Not Feed"
I eat no more
I got to use a
I can't eat no
I eat no more
And they've taken away
the of food I had on my wall
and my treasured of menus
they up into a ball
in of my face they flicked it
out of the into the night
but they'll unscramble the combination
never get it right
now if they made a feature
that only food
I'd in the crowd scenes
while the rest of the booed
and if I got a video
I could the need
I could check out the frame by frame
and watch the breed
but I eat no more
I got to use a
I can't eat no
I eat no more
I got to use a
I feel like Kojak in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a Jack
just call me Jack
open up the hatchback
I could eat a car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
God it's a snack attack
it's a snack
I feel Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I gotta eat, I eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a Jack
just me Jack Kerouac
open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a
pattacake, Big Mac
good God a snack attack
a snack attack