Fat all day here in the park,
It looked just like the lord of the flies.
Fat all day here in the park,
It isn't for the lean and the spry.
People's asses packed so densely,
Demands for more ice cream,
Feeding battalion throngs.
Here to pig it (and, they can),
They are weighing more than fat swine,
They sat all day.

Fat all day here in the park,
They eat more than the chef can supply.
Fat all day here in the park,
They ate more than eight tons of stir fry.
Their not squawking, keep on piling,
on grub at the food bar,
Flinging food for all.
Will you help them eat the world?
They can pig it (Yes, they can),
And they're still weighing more than fat swine,
Fat all day.

Slow ocean barges brought them all here for the day,
A fat man's huge span stores more food than a cafe,
Eat more chicken, with salads tossed, and some buns crossed, and go, go.

Honey glazed hams as a lark,
Eat it up with butter on rye.
Fannies weigh the same in the dark,
It's something that you can imply.
Like whales beaching, people munching,
A real liquidation,
Eating with such gall
And they flaunt it, really flaunt it,
As they swig it (and, they can)
And they're still weighing more than fat swine,
Fat all day.