Za's Stair - Impendium

Hey, fat man, let me tell you something
About this diet notion that you have
And your fantasy of cake

You lay at night and you dream
About the kind of cakes you could have
The frosting, the buttercream, the fruit filling

Well let me tell you something, fat man, about cake, eh
What is it? what is it about cake that is so interesting?
Cake is just cake. Cake is eh, flour and piss and milk. It is cake
Why do you dream so much, fat man, of cake

Tell me why. I wish to understand
I wish to gain some modicum of understanding
Regarding your queer obsession with cake
You dieting bastard

You don't need no cake. Forget the cake
Dream about cake in another lifetime
Right now do not think of cake
And frosting--forget the frosting too
The buttercream, and the fruit filling
No
Well maybe
Concentrate on the fruit filling
And take away the sugar from the fruit filling
Bastard

Lemme cut ya a nice piece of cake, son
It'll be our little secret

Written by:
Frank DiPietro

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