Little Fat Man

Tom: Am

A
Pathetic little fat man, 
F
no ones bloody laughing
G
the clown that no one laughs at
E
they all just wish he'd die


A
He sold his soul, 
F
for a shot at fame,
G
catchphrases and wigs

and the jokes are all lame,


A
He's got no style,
F
he's got no grace,
G
he's banal and facile, 
E
he's a fat waste of space


Outro/Chorus:

A                F
See his pug nose face
G
pug, pug
E
pug, pug