旋律
歌曲有多麼清晰易記且符合明確音樂模式的旋律。通常，旋律分明的作品會擁有清晰易記的器樂或人聲主線。
原聲音質
此指標衡量一首歌曲在多大程度上依賴原聲樂器 (例如鋼琴、吉他、小提琴、鼓、薩克斯風)，而非電子或數位合成音效
Valence
歌曲透過和聲與節奏所傳達的音樂積極性或情感基調。數值高通常對應快樂、興奮或愉悅感，數值低則與悲傷、憤怒或憂鬱相關。
節奏感
綜合了節拍穩定性、節奏型態與重拍強度等多重因素，以判定一首歌曲適合跳舞的程度。一首「節奏感強」的歌曲，通常具備穩定的速度、重複的音樂結構與明顯的強拍。
輕快
曲目的律動感可能受節奏快慢、音量起伏與聲譜密度所影響。較輕快的歌曲通常節奏強勁，編曲豐滿；反之，不太輕快的歌曲則可能編曲簡約、節奏較慢。
BPM
積分
演出藝人
Godley & Creme
演出者
Kevin Godley
鼓, 演唱, 打擊樂, 低音吉他
Lol Creme
吉他, 電子琴, 演唱, 低音吉他
詞曲
Kevin Godley
詞曲創作
Laurence Neil Creme
詞曲創作
製作與工程團隊
Godley & Creme
製作人
Kevin Godley
製作人
Lol Creme
製作人, 工程師
歌詞
Midnight Saturday sat in the dark
Watching the ceiling falling apart
The air conditioner's been busted for weeks
So the smell of cooking seeps through the floor
I can't eat no more
They want me to be as light as a feather
So the doctor's wired my jaws together
Now I'm locked in the bedroom away from the food
So I lie on my back in the dark in the nude
I can't eat no more
I got to use a straw
But if the devil dragged me down to the kitchen
I wouldn't put up a fight
I'd gladly sign away my soul
For a T-bone steak tonight
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I got to eat, I got to eat a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
Pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
Good God it's a snack attack
Gimme sausage, egg and beans and chips
And milkshakes, clambakes, fondue and dips
And sauces, horses, seventeen courses
Of barbecued beef with asparagus tips
Rashers of bacon, and bagels and lox
And tandoori prawns and a box of chocs
Spaghetti with mussels, Parma hams
And deep frozen waffles with syrup and jams
My willpower's gone I'm down on my knees
Praying to the God of cottage cheese
It's no good trying I'll never beat it
'Cause if it moves I'll eat it
So undo my trousers, let out the slack
Who cares it's a snack attack
It's a snack attack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I got to eat, I got to eat a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
Pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
Good God it's a snack attack
It's a snack attack
It's a snack attack
It's a snack attack
My father was a gents outfitter
My mother went crazy, they had to commit her
They used to tell me don't be a quitter
But I know deep down I'm the runt of the litter
I can't eat no more
I gotta use a straw
How do you take an overdose
Or even pretend to do it
When the last straw is the one in your mouth
And you can't suck sleepers through it?
I can't eat no more
I gotta use a straw
Bu-bu-bu-but if the devil took me to Mexico
To taste his guacamole
I'd gladly sign my name in blood
And give him the keys to my soul
Because I can't eat no more
I can't eat no more
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I got to eat, I got to eat a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
Pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
Good God it's a snack attack
It's a snack attack
It's a snack attack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I got to eat, I got to eat a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
Pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
Good God it's a snack attack
It's a snack attack
Midnight Sunday asleep on the floor
Curled up in the corner can't take no more
Armies of food invade my sleep
Led by lasagnas ten inches deep
My head is pounding my heart is beating
Cows are mooing sheep are bleating
I'm being haunted by all the meat I've eaten
And then a burglar alarm goes off in my head
And I wake up screaming am I dead or alive?
And the clock says five
It's only five in the morning
I'm covered in sweat
Am I hungry? You bet!
Cold turkey's what I'm going through
Cold turkey's what I need
But they hung a sign on my appetite
Saying "Danger Do Not Feed"
I can't eat no more
I got to use a straw
I can't eat no more
I can't eat no more
And they've even taken away
The pictures of food I had on my wall
And my treasured collection of menus
They screwed up into a ball
In front of my face they flicked it
Out of the window into the night
But they'll never unscramble the combination
They'll never get it right
Now if they made a feature film
That featured only food
I'd wallow in the crowd scenes
While the rest of the audience booed
And if I got myself a video
I could satisfy the need
I could check out the action frame by frame
And watch the calories breed
But I can't eat no more
I got to use a straw
I can't eat no more
I can't eat no more
I can't eat no more
I got to use a straw
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I got to eat, I got to eat a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
Pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
Good God it's a snack attack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I got to eat, I got to eat a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
Pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
Good God it's a snack attack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I got to eat, I got to eat a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Click-clack open up the hatchback
I could eat a Bubble car or a packamack
Pattacake, pattacake Big Mac
Good God it's a snack attack
I feel like Kojak sitting in a Cadillac
I got to eat, I got to eat a flapjack
A stack, a rack, a six-pack Jack
Just call me Jack Kerouac
Written by: Kevin Godley, Laurence Neil Creme
