This Lyric is #184

OB CITY
by John Wyndham © 2004

There's a place that I know
Where the people come and grow
OB City, heavy on my mind
Where the livin's full and easy
And the food is kind of greasy
OB City, folks are feelin' fine

In the race to the place
Where the people feed their face
OB City, doin' oh so well
Where the future is repast
And a fast just doesn't last
OB City, folks are lookin' swell.

OB City, OB City,
Now don't it seem a pity
That the women there are mighty fair
And round and shapely as a pear
In the park, in the dark,
They're eatin' for a lark
OB City, you've gone beyond the mark.

Well, it seemed like a dream
When I ate that chocolate cream
OB City, look out down below
When I pigged out on the fries,
And the pizza and the pies
OB City, what a weigh to go.

Now I know that I tried
All that diet-exercise
OB City, loose your hold on me
But I still eat my fill,
'Cause I lack the human will
OB City, won't you set me free.

OB City, OB City,
Now don't it seem a pity
That a town like that can make you fat
If it ain't so I'll eat my hat
In a plane, in a car,
From anywhere that you are
OB City, it's really not so far.

If you're sexy or you're suave
And you're gettin' kind of large
OB City's beckoning to you
There the folks will think you're neat
Relatively quite petite,
You'll adore it, and the kids will love it too.

OB City, OB City
Now don't it seem a pity
That a town like that can be such fun
You'll end up weighing half a ton
On a plane, in a car,
From anywhere that you are
If you get there,
You know you've gone too far.



[This message has been edited by Kaley Willow (edited 06-08-2006).]