Anorectic Wreck / Die Real Soon...

Hey, you anorectic wreck
How are you today? Are you okay?
Is every morning still grey as smoke?

Hey, you anorectic wreck
Has your skinniness made you happy yet
Or is that day still to come?

You don't even know what it means
When you collapse at work
Just half-way through your lettuce leaf
But I can tell you just what it means;
It means you're gonna die real soon

Hey you little fat rich man
How are you today? Are you okay?
Is every morning still grey as smoke?

Hey, you little fat rich man
Has your wealthiness made you happy yet
Or is that day still to come?

You don't even know what it means
When you collapse at work
Just half-way through your second Big Mac
But I can tell you just what it means;
It means you're gonna die real soon

And you don't even care
‘Cause you don't really dare
These are basic boot camp skills they're teaching you
There's no real attempt on reaching yourself, or your heart,
And the bastards swap you like a fly

Hey, you aging scientist
How are you today? Are you okay?
Is every morning still grey as smoke?

Hey, you aging scientist
Has your experiments made you wiser yet
Or is that day still to come?

You don't even know what it means
When you collapse at work
With broken tubes and toxic waste
But I can tell you just what it means;

It means you're gonna die real soon...