The eatin' world,
Is a-la-modin',
Nostrils flaring, gullets loadin'.
It's not so much the grill,
But stomach coatin'.
Buy out the groc'rey store,
That's why your guts are bloatin',
And your tired old liver has your doctor quoting.
On a swell spree,
Error on error on error again this trend,
You can't concieve you have,
The need for reduction.

At the hot dog stand you really put it away,
You eat in one meal what most eat in a day.
And your buttocks, your tush, how much more can they weigh?
You get a sudden crave,
It takes no time to cave.
It's a ways around you boy,
All the food you enjoy.
On a swell spree,
Error on error on error again this trend,
You can't concieve you have,
The need for reduction.

Your blood's so bad,
It stopped coagulation,
You just finished up a,
Whole plantation.
I'll tell you the truth,
You won't die of starvation,
A mouthful of salad bar,
can't break concentration.
And starches alone,
Can bring constipation.
Then you can expect,
Lots of desperation.
This whole dumb world,
Is food temptation.
On a swell spree,
Error on error on error again this trend,
You can't concieve you have,
The need for reduction.

Think of all the Chins,
There is in Red China.
Then take a look around,
You're such a panorama.
Look in the mirror,
Study well your face.
You got way more chins,
Then that Red China place.
You'll be eatin' down the Tums,
You got no pride or no grace.
You can swallow a spread,
And not leave a trace.
A food channel subscriber,
Who eats more than an air base.
On a swell spree,
Error on error on error again this trend,
You can't concieve you have,
The need for reduction.