Back On The Pies Again Lyrics

Wobble bottom, twenty stones, thyroid problem and big
boned
(Don't believe a word of that, he's a fat and lying cunt)
Doctor got my jaws wired up, coz I was as fat as f*ck,
(Slim in weeks or money back.....we'll tone-up that runny
fat)
Fat boy wobbles like a weeble wobbles, we're all laughing
like a drain
Fat boy waddles like a walrus waddles now he's back on
the pies once again I spend all my salary on beer and fags and calories
(He ate chips and mushy peas recovered from an autopsy)
Offal, hair, and suckling pig, I'll eat any f*cking thing
(He'll eat dogs and abortions, but he don't like small
portions)

I'm so fat and gluttonous, I can't do my buttons up
(He ate half of Anglesey.... and two pygmies with
leprosy)

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