17. On The Beach Lyrics - Chumbawamba

54 inch around the chest 

Stitching ripping on his vest 

Biceps, triceps, ready to flex 

A gold medallion around his neck 

He looks more like the Michelin Man 

He's trapped inside a multi-gym 

I think I'd rather be the wimp 

Living life the Atlas way 

Pumping iron every day 

Eats his own big body weight 

And never gets sand kicked in his face 

He looks more like the Michelin Man 

He's trapped inside a multi-gym 

I think I'd rather be the wimp