Tankard Fat Snatchers (the Hippo Effect)
My name is chunk and I'm a real fat ass
No diet plan could ever help me
My friends are laughing about my plump mass
Where is my dick? Long time no see
Yesterday I heard of an arcane company
A cult, maybe, that's crazy 'bout slender body
With blood I signed a contract, a lifetime membership
Proponents call the concept "the hippo effect"
Check in hypnotherapy
Lose weight in coma
Check out of reality
You won't remember
Fat snatchers want you ‒ they have a secret plan
Fat snatchers watch you ‒ if you're a sugar fan
Fat snatchers need you ‒ your pounds, your calories
Fat snatchers harvest ‒ reduce you in weeks
My name was chunk, now it's thirty days later
I can't believe what became of me
A featherweight, a chocolate-hater
It all seems odd, I'll investigate
A country in the third world is where the traces lead
So horrified i realize: there's nothing to eat
From all alone they're getting fat, some even look like
me
I can't escape "hippo effect", malnourished and bony
Check in hypnotherapy
Lose weight in coma
Check out of reality
You won't remember
Fat snatchers want you ‒ they have a secret plan
Fat snatchers watch you ‒ if you're a sugar fan
Fat snatchers need you ‒ your pounds, your calories
Fat snatchers harvest ‒ reduce you in weeks
Check in hypnotherapy
Lose weight in coma
Check out of reality
You won't remember
Fat snatchers want you ‒ they have a secret plan
Fat snatchers watch you ‒ if you're a sugar fan
Fat snatchers need you ‒ your pounds, your calories
Fat snatchers harvest ‒ reduce you in weeks
