Fat Fly - Wolfwolf, Dieter Meier

It was in Coney Island

The Summer had gone

He sat like a siren

And tried to turn me on

He offered me spaghetti

He offered me a cruise

He fiddled his confetti

And then he offered booze

He was a

Fat Fly here he comes

Fat Fly sucking on his collar

Fat Fly choosy at the store

Here he comes, Fat Fly

Rings of jade and alabaster

Silk brocade and mink disaster

He is always faster faster

Light, Chance, Caesar, Crane

It was in Cincinnati

Many years ago

The cattle were a dying

And the corn refused to grow

The people in the city

Didn’t understand

The Lord had told them

Don’t build on sand

Outside of town

In a quiet motel

The presence of a man

Was creating hell

He was a

Fat-Fly here he comes

Fat Fly giving it a try

Fat Fly walking on his thumbs

Here he comes, Fat Fly

Rings of jade and alabaster

Silk brocade and mink disaster

He is always faster faster

Light, Chance, Caesar, Crane

The wind was rising

And the air grew thick

I walked through a door

Feeling sick

Give me a beer

Please, I cried

But then I heard

A noise from outside, he was a

Fat Fly there he goes

Fat Fly sucking on his collar

Fat Fly in a significant pose

There he goes, Fat Fly

Rings of jade and alabaster

Silk brocade and mink disaster

He is always faster faster

Light, Chance, Caesar, Crane