The Dead South - Fat Little Killer Boy Lyrics

Fat little killer boy
Eggs, sugar and joy
Papa used to beat em and momma used to knead him
Like some rolly-polly boy

Now he's making food out of you
Slicing this piece in two
Hate taught how to make him
Learn just how to bake em
Into some tasty joy

Fat little killer boy
Don't tease him, just please him
Tell him he's a good boy
Or his hammer's coming down on you
Oh, fat little killer boy

Hit you in the head with a hammer
Kill you and make up a batter
Put you in a cake
Bake you til you're great
Cut you then served on a platter

Perogies, cabbages too
They teased you all the way through
Called you little fatty
Slapped you like a patty
Now they're in a tasty stew

Fat little killer boy
Don't tease him, just please him
Tell him he's a good boy
Or his hammer's coming down on you
Oh, you're so
Fat little killer boy
Don't tease him, just please him
Tell him he's a good boy
Or his hammer's coming down on you
Oh, fat little killer boy

Ha
Fat little killer boy
Eggs, sugar and joy
Fat little killer boy
Eggs, sugar and joy
Fat little killer boy
Eggs, sugar and joy
Fat little killer boy
Eggs, sugar and joy
Fat little killer boy
Eggs, sugar and joy
Fat little killer boy
Eggs, sugar and joy
Fat little killer boy
Eggs, sugar and joy
Fat little killer boy
Eggs, sugar and joy