Last night I had a little altercation
They wobbled menacingly
Beneath the yellow street light it became a situation

Well, they wanted my brand new phone
With all the pictures of the kids and the wife
A struggle ensued and then fat children took my life

Fat children took my life
Fat children took my life
Fat children took my life

Well, some passersby took me to the station
The police force was elsewhere
Putting bullets in some guy's head for no particular reason
So I died in the back of the cab, but I'll be back to haunt them
This thing does not end here
My spirit walks the streets of Tottenham
Singin'

(Chorus)

Ah, the parents are the problem
Givin' birth to maggots without the sense to become flies
So pander to your pampered little princess of such enormous size