[Intro: high bent guitar notes, pinch harmonics] [Verse] They said: "Cut the fat, play it safe." Rice cakes stacked up on my plate, sugar here, a bread roll there – my heart just sat there, sad and square. [Chorus] Bread is gone, the sugar's gone, rice cake – out! Salad – move on! The cheese stays! (The cheese stays!) [Tag, spoken dry] Fat Heart. Try it or shut your trap. [Guitar stab, end]
