Songtext von No One Likes a Fat Pop Star

I come from a land of kebabs and curries Second helpings, no worries Piled up carbs upon the plate Then one day it's too late No breakfast, no luncheon Just carpets I'll munch on A thimble of self esteem Glazed nothings for afters and absence of laughter The saddest that I've ever been You just can't be portly, not this side of fourty Showbiz's a single-chinned game Scum paparazzi and weight police Nasties have narrowed the hall of fame No one likes a fat pop star Pop is a place for the thin No one likes a fat pop star We want to hear thin people sing! When I get faint I chew through my restraints It's the best meal that I've had all week If I could eat my own words, I'd tear through the verbs But nobody pays me to speak No one likes a fat pop star Pop is a place for the thin No one wants a fat pop star I'm sorry, we can't fit you in! Now you've upset me, I feel like a snack! A packet of minstrels, a pie and a nap So what's wrong with that? No breakfast, no luncheon Just carpets I'll munch on And a thimble of self esteem Glazed nothing for afters and absence of laughter The thinnest that I've ever been Thank you!