The Angels Lyrics

Eat City by The Angels


Drag on a fa*, pick up the crumbs
All the little insults get too much for some
Fix up your fave, harpoon your hair
All the little vanitites keep you from despair;
Will of iron, can it break
Freedom from hunger is a piece of cake
Turn on the T.V., shoot another snack
Suburban refugees from a calorie attack

(Chorus)
Ain't you got no true love waiting for you?
Ain't you got no true love waiting?
Eat city's gonna get you

Walk in the street, pack it in your face
The weight, dear doctor, is in the wrong place
Put on the T.V., shoot another snack
Suburban refugees from a calorie attack

(Chorus)
Drag on a fa*, pick up the crumbs
All the little insults get too much for some
Turn on the T.V., shoot another snack
Suburban refugees from a calorie attack

Ain't you got no true love waiting for you?
Ain't you got no true love waiting for you?
Ain't you got no true love waiting for you?
Ain't you got no true love waiting?
Eat city's gonna get you!


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