(Pete) 
Is this the good life? 
Is this obeseity? 
Caught in a pork pie, 
No escape from insanity 
Open your eyes, Look into the pies and see, 
I'm just a fat boy, I need no lavatry, 
Because I'm easy come, easy bloat, Little high, little low, 
Any way the food goes, doesn't really matter to me, to me 

Mama just ate a man, 
Put my mouth against his head, pulled my teeth out, now he's dead 
Mama, I had just begun, 
But now I've gone and thrown him all away 
Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you fry, 
If I'm not big again this time tomorrow, 
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters 

Too late, my food has come, 
Sends pork pies down my spine, stomach's bloated all the time 
Goodbye, ev'rybody, you have got to go, 
Gotta eat you all up now and face the fruit 
Mama, ooh, I just want a pie, 
I sometimes wish I'd never eaten tripe at all 

I see a little silhouetto of a flan, 
Steal a mousse, Steal a mousse, will you drink a flat Tango 
Oracle and Blue Flash, they make such a good mash for me 
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo fig-a-roll 
Mashed potato.., I'm just a fat boy and nobody feeds me 
He's just a fat boy from a thin family, 
Spare him his flab from this boulangerie 
Ellum comes, Ellum goes, will you let me grow? 
Morrisons! No, we will not you eat 
(Let him starve!) Morrisons! We will not let you eat 
(Let him starve!) Morrisons! We will not let you eat 
(Let me eat) Will not let you eat 
(Let me eat) Will not let you eat (Let me eat) Ah 
Grow, Grow, Grow, Grow, Grow, Grow, Grow, 
(Oh butcheria, butcheria) Butcheria, let me eat 
Sainsbury's has a pork pie put aside for me, for, for me 

So you think you can starve me and spit on my pie 
So you think you can feed me and leave me to fry 
Oh, Netto, can't do this to me, Netto, 
Just gotta flab out, just gotta get right outta here 

Stuffing really matters, Nobody can flee, 
Stuffing really matters, 
Stuffing really matters to me 

Any way the gut bloats.