Midnight Saturday sat in the watching the falling apart the air-conditioner's busted for weeks so the smell of cooking seeps the floor I eat no more want me to be as light as a feather so the Doctor's my jaws together now I'm locked in the away from 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 put up a fight I'd gladly away my soul for a T-bone tonight I feel Kojak sitting in a Cadillac I eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack a stack, a rack, a Jack just call me Jack click-clack up the hatchback I could eat a car or a packamack pattacake, Big Mac good God it's a attack sausage, egg and beans and chips milkshakes, clambakes, fondue & and sauces, horses, 17 of barbequed beef with tips of bacon, bagels and lox and tandoori prawns and a box of spaghetti with mussels, palma & deep frozen with syrup & jams My willpower's gone I'm down on my to the God of cottage cheese it's no good trying I'll beat it `cos if it I'll eat it So my trousers, let out the slack who cares it's a attack it's a attack I like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac I gotta eat, I eat a Flapjack a stack, a rack, a Jack just call me Jack click-clack open up the I eat a Bubble car or a packamack pattacake, Big Mac good God it's a snack a snack attack it's a snack it's a snack My was a gents outfitter my mother went crazy, they had to her they used to 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 an overdose or pretend to do it the last straw is the one in your mouth and you can't sleepers through it I eat no more I use a straw But if the Devil took me to to taste his I'd gladly sign my name in and him the keys to my soul I can't eat no more I eat no more I like Kojak 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 Bubble car or a pattacake, Big Mac good God it's a snack it's a snack it's a snack I feel like sitting in a Cadillac I eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack a stack, a rack, a six-pack call me Jack 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 Midnight Sunday asleep on the curled up in the corner take no more of food invade my sleep led by ten inches deep My head is my heart is beating cows are mooing sheep are I'm being haunted by all the 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 what I'm going through 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 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 face flicked it out of the into the night but they'll never the combination they'll never get it now if they a feature film featured only food I'd in the crowd scenes the rest of the audience booed and if I got a video I satisfy the need I could check out the action by frame and watch the calories 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 like Kojak in a Cadillac I eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack a stack, a rack, a Jack just call me Jack open up the hatchback I eat a Bubble car or a packamack pattacake, Big Mac good God it's a attack a snack attack I feel like sitting in a Cadillac I eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack a stack, a rack, a Jack just call me Kerouac click-clack up the hatchback I could eat a Bubble car or a pattacake, Big Mac God it's a snack attack it's a snack