Lyrics: Tankard. Vol(l)ume 14. Fat Snatchers.

My name is Chunk and I'm a real fat ass
No diet plan could ever help me
My friends are laughing about my plump mass
Where is my dick? Long time no see

Yesterday I heard of an arcane company
A cult, maybe, that's crazy ?bout slender body
With blood I signed a contract, a lifetime membership
Proponents call the concept "The Hippo Effect"

Check in hypnotherapy
Lose weight in coma
Check out of reality
You won't remember

FAT SNATCHERS WANT YOU ? THEY HAVE A SECRET PLAN
FAT SNATCHERS WATCH YOU ? IF YOU'RE A SUGAR FAN
FAT SNATCHERS NEED YOU ? YOUR POUNDS, YOUR CALORIES
FAT SNATCHERS HARVEST ? REDUCE YOU IN WEEKS

My name was Chunk, now it's thirty days later
I can't believe what became of me
A featherweight, a chocolate-hater
It all seems odd, I'll investigate

A country in the Third World is where the traces lead
So horrified I realize: there's nothing to eat
From all alone they're getting fat, some even look like me
I can't escape "Hippo Effect", malnourished and bony

Check in hypnotherapy
Lose weight in coma
Check out of reality
You won't remember

FAT SNATCHERS WANT YOU ? THEY HAVE A SECRET PLAN
FAT SNATCHERS WATCH YOU ? IF YOU'RE A SUGAR FAN
FAT SNATCHERS NEED YOU ? YOUR POUNDS, YOUR CALORIES
FAT SNATCHERS HARVEST ? REDUCE YOU IN WEEKS

Check in hypnotherapy
Lose weight in coma
Check out of reality
You won't remember

FAT SNATCHERS WANT YOU ? THEY HAVE A SECRET PLAN
FAT SNATCHERS WATCH YOU ? IF YOU'RE A SUGAR FAN
FAT SNATCHERS NEED YOU ? YOUR POUNDS, YOUR CALORIES
FAT SNATCHERS HARVEST ? REDUCE YOU IN WEEKS