Songtext von Little Fat Man

Little fat man who sold his soul Little fat man who sold his dream Pathetic little fat man No one's bloody laughing The clown that no one laughs at They all just wish he'd die He's so depressed at being hated Fatso takes his own life He blows his stupid brains out But the twat would probably miss He sold his soul for a shot at fame Catchphrase and wigs and the jokes are lame He's got no style, he's got no grace He's banal and facile, he's a fat waste of space See his pug-nosed face Pug, pug, pug, pug See his pug-nosed face Pug, pug, pug, pug See his pug-nosed face Pug, pug, pug, pug The little fat man with the pug-nosed face Pug, pug, pug, pug Little fat man, pug-nosed face Pug, pug, pug, pug He's a little fat pug-nosed face Pug, pug, pug, pug