I've Become Used To That American Smell Songtext

I've become used to that American smell.
I can't eat all the donuts and bananas, but
I could maybe go on living like this forever
Will I get fat? Will I get fat? Will I get fat?
God of Progress, what is going on?
It's different than it usually is.
Has something gone awry?
There is no more room in this bosom.
Will it fit? Will it fit? Will it fit?
There's a Murakami symbol next to you.