Luyện nghe bài hát Snack Attack

Midnight Saturday sat in the
the ceiling falling apart
the air-conditioner's busted for weeks
so the of cooking seeps through the floor
I can't eat no
They 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 down to the
I put up a fight
I'd gladly sign away my
for a T-bone tonight
I like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I eat, I gotta eat a Flapjack
a stack, a rack, a six-pack
just me Jack Kerouac
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, & dips
and sauces, horses, 17
of barbequed beef with asparagus
rashers of bacon, and lox
and prawns and a box of chocs
spaghetti with mussels, palma
& deep frozen with syrup & jams
My willpower's gone I'm on my knees
to the God of cottage cheese
it's no good trying I'll never it
if it moves I'll eat it
So undo my trousers, let out the
who cares a snack attack
it's a attack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a
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
good God it's a attack
it's a attack
a snack attack
it's a attack
My was a gents outfitter
my mother went crazy, they had to her
used to tell me don't be a quitter
but I know deep I'm the runt of the litter
I can't eat no
I use a straw
How do you take an
or even to do it
when the last straw is the one in your
and you can't sleepers through it
I can't eat no
I use a straw
But if the Devil me to Mexico
to his guacamole
I'd gladly my name in blood
and give him the to my soul
I can't eat no more
I can't eat no
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 eat a Bubble car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
good God it's a attack
it's a attack
it's a snack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a
I gotta eat, I gotta eat a
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
good God it's a attack
it's a snack
Sunday asleep on the floor
curled up in the corner take no more
Armies of food my sleep
led by ten inches deep
My head is my heart is beating
cows are mooing are bleating
I'm being haunted by all the meat I've
and a burglar alarm goes off in my head
and I wake up am I dead or alive
and the clock five
only five in the morning
I'm in sweat
am I you bet!
Cold what I'm going through
cold turkey's what I
but they hung a sign on my
"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 even away
the pictures of I had on my wall
and my treasured of menus
they screwed up into a
in front of my face they it
out of the into the night
but they'll unscramble the combination
they'll get it right
now if made a feature film
featured only food
I'd wallow in the scenes
while the rest of the booed
and if I got myself a
I satisfy the need
I check out the action frame by frame
and watch the calories
but I eat no more
I got to use a
I can't eat no
I can't eat no
I got to use a
I feel like 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 eat a Bubble car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
good God it's a snack
it's a snack
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 up the hatchback
I could eat a car or a packamack
pattacake, Big Mac
good God a snack attack
a snack attack